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

a mutual benefit

minds. They transferred all of their assets, including the several

responded to

had crumpled the pregnancy test

home, she tossed it into the trash

particular time, she would feel especially

dinner and spent a while leaning on the couch, drifting in

constantly heard a rumbling

was hard

allow her to have a

clock emitted a

was five

Nathaniel

daybreak did Cecilia realize that she had unknowingly spent the entire

up to prepare breakfast for Nathaniel, fearing even a

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

send her a single message nor spoke

six o’clock,

impeccably dressed in a suit, his tall and slender figure exuding a restrained elegance. His handsome features were striking, yet they didn’t lack

in Cecilia’s eyes, his reflection

looking at Cecilia, he pulled out a chair and

Cecilia was taken aback.

was instinct or something else, but the words

do something

looked up, his eyes meeting Cecilia’s face, which had stayed impassive for the past three years. His lips parted

I want is a wife, not

always seen wearing the same light gray attire. Even when responding to text messages, she

for the business alliance and the deception of the Smith family,

was simply not

I want is a wife,

ringing in Cecilia’s ears

she uttered the word that Nathaniel disliked the

“Okay.”

found himself feeling particularly moody, even his favorite breakfast on the table seemed unusually bland and

the chair back in irritation,

mustered her courage and seized his

there someone

caused Nathaniel’s eyes

at the person standing

years, but also the man she

her throat, Cecilia thought about Paula’s words and said,

her sentence, Nathaniel had already cut her

“You’re crazy.”