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.”

the Smith and Rainsworth families had formed

promise had already been made, a mutual benefit shared between

changed their minds. They transferred all of their assets, including the several billion given to

eyes, but she responded to Nathaniel’s message

it, she had crumpled the pregnancy test report

home, she tossed it into the

particular time, she

make any dinner and spent a while leaning on the couch, drifting

rumbling noise

her. She was hard of hearing, which, in high society, was akin to having

her to

emitted

was five in

another hour, Nathaniel

she had unknowingly spent the entire night asleep

breakfast

had to attend her father’s funeral and forgot to return

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

six o’clock, Nathaniel

a restrained elegance. His handsome features were striking, yet they didn’t lack

reflection was nothing

looking at Cecilia, he pulled out a chair and sat

Cecilia was taken aback.

was instinct or something else, but the words she uttered reflected a humility she herself hadn’t

do something

face, which had stayed impassive for

a wife,

years, Cecilia was always seen wearing the same light gray attire. Even when responding to text messages, she would use the

the deception of the Smith family, Nathaniel

simply

is a wife,

in Cecilia’s ears

her throat, and yet, she uttered the

“Okay.”

found himself feeling particularly moody, even his favorite

pulling the chair

his surprise, Cecilia mustered her courage and

is there someone

eyes to darken. “What

up at the person

also the

her throat, Cecilia thought about Paula’s words and

she could finish her sentence, Nathaniel

“You’re crazy.”