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 a business

had already been made, a mutual benefit shared between

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

she responded to Nathaniel’s

crumpled the pregnancy test report in her hand into

she tossed it

at this particular time, she would feel

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

rumbling noise in her

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

Nathaniel possibly allow her to have a child

emitted a

was five in the

Nathaniel would be

did Cecilia realize that she had unknowingly spent

got up to prepare breakfast for Nathaniel, fearing even

had to attend her father’s funeral and forgot

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

six o’clock, Nathaniel

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

in Cecilia’s eyes, his reflection was nothing but cold

a chair and

Cecilia was taken aback.

or something else, but the words she uttered

I do something

which had stayed impassive for the

is a wife, not

Even when responding to text messages, she would use the same

weren’t for the business alliance and the deception of the Smith family, Nathaniel wouldn’t have married such

simply not his

want is a wife, not

ringing in Cecilia’s

in her throat, and yet, she

“Okay.”

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

feet, pulling the chair back in irritation, ready

Cecilia mustered her

is there someone

eyes to darken. “What do

at the

just her husband of three years, but also the man she had pursued and loved

her throat, Cecilia thought about Paula’s words and

she could finish her sentence, Nathaniel had

“You’re crazy.”