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

made, a mutual

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

but she responded to Nathaniel’s message with a

realizing it, she had crumpled the pregnancy test report in

got home, she tossed

this particular time, she would

and spent a while leaning on the

a rumbling noise in

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

Nathaniel possibly allow her to have a child in

emitted a

was five

hour, Nathaniel would

had unknowingly spent the entire night asleep on

prepare breakfast for Nathaniel, fearing even

Once, Cecilia had to attend her father’s funeral and forgot

didn’t send her a single message nor

six o’clock, Nathaniel

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

reflection was nothing but

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

Cecilia was taken aback.

the words she uttered reflected a humility she herself hadn’t

do

looked up, his eyes meeting Cecilia’s face, which had stayed impassive for the past three

want is a wife, not

same light gray attire. Even when responding to text messages, she would use

for the business alliance and the deception of the

simply not

is a wife,

in Cecilia’s

lump formed in her throat, and yet, she

“Okay.”

moody, even his favorite breakfast

his feet, pulling the chair back in irritation, ready to

mustered her

there someone you

sudden question caused Nathaniel’s eyes to darken.

at the person standing before

of three years, but also the man she

about Paula’s words and said, “Nathaniel, if there’s someone you

could finish her sentence, Nathaniel

“You’re crazy.”