When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 1 First Love

A heavy rain began to pour relentlessly.

At the entrance of the hospital.

Standing at the hospital entrance, Cecilia Smith clutched the pregnancy test report in her delicate, frail hand. The result was unmistakable: not pregnant.

“Three years into marriage and you’re still not pregnant?”

“You’re so useless. If you don’t get pregnant soon, the Rainsworth family will kick you out. What will become of the Smith family then?”

Dressed to the nines and teetering on her high heels, Paula Escobar, Cecilia’s mother, pointed at her, her face a mask of disappointment.

Cecilia’s eyes were empty. The words she longed to speak were stuck in her heart, finally condensing into a single sentence.

“I’m sorry.”

“I don’t want you to apologize. What I want is for you to have a child with Nathaniel. Do you understand?”

Cecilia’s throat felt parched. She was unsure of how to respond to her.

They had been married for three years, yet her husband, Nathaniel Rainsworth, had never laid a hand on her.

How could there possibly be a child?

Upon seeing her display of helplessness, Paula felt she was nothing like herself.

“If you really can’t manage, then help Nathaniel find a woman outside. He will surely remember your kindness.”

Cecilia stared in disbelief at the retreating figure of her mother, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

Her biological mother, astonishingly, had asked her to find another woman for her own husband.

A chill instantly froze her heart to its core.

As Cecilia sat in the car heading home, Paula’s last words echoed in her mind, accompanied by a sudden, intermittent roaring in her ears.

She knew her illness had worsened.

At that moment, she received a text message.

The message came from Nathaniel, as consistent as ever over the past three years. It read: I won’t be coming home tonight.

Throughout their three years of marriage, Nathaniel had never spent a single night at home, nor did he ever touch her.

Cecilia still remembered their wedding night three years ago.

He had said, “Since you from the Smith family dare to trick me into marriage, then be ready to face a lifetime of solitude.”

Rainsworth families had formed a business

promise had already been made, a mutual

They transferred all of their assets, including the several

eyes, but she responded to

realizing it, she had crumpled the pregnancy test report

she got home, she tossed it into

time, she

didn’t make any dinner and spent a while leaning on the couch, drifting in and out of a dreamlike

heard a rumbling noise in her

why Nathaniel despised her. She was hard of hearing, which, in high society, was

possibly allow her to

clock emitted

five in

another hour, Nathaniel

daybreak did Cecilia realize that she had unknowingly spent

to prepare breakfast for Nathaniel, fearing

meticulous in his work, with a stringent regard for time. Once, Cecilia had to attend her father’s funeral and forgot to return on time to prepare

he didn’t send her a single message nor spoke a word

six o’clock, Nathaniel

figure exuding a restrained elegance. His handsome features were striking,

eyes, his reflection

at Cecilia, he pulled out a chair and sat down. “You don’t need to make

Cecilia was taken aback.

it was instinct or something else, but the words she

I do something

which had stayed impassive for the past three years. His lips parted

want is a wife, not

wearing the same light gray attire. Even when responding

business alliance and the deception of the Smith

was simply not

a

Cecilia’s ears

lump formed in her throat, and yet, she uttered the word that Nathaniel disliked

“Okay.”

feeling particularly moody, even his favorite breakfast on the

feet, pulling the

Cecilia mustered her courage

there someone you

caused Nathaniel’s eyes to darken. “What

at the

three years, but also the man she

throat, Cecilia thought about Paula’s words and said, “Nathaniel, if there’s someone

sentence, Nathaniel had already cut

“You’re crazy.”