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.”

families had formed a business alliance

made, a mutual benefit

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

crossed Cecilia’s eyes, but she responded to Nathaniel’s message with a simple

test report

home, she tossed it into the trash

at this particular time, she would feel

spent a while leaning on the couch, drifting in and out of a dreamlike

rumbling

reason why Nathaniel despised her. She was hard of hearing,

possibly allow her to have a child in such

clock emitted

was five

another hour, Nathaniel would be

realize that she had

hurriedly got up to prepare breakfast for Nathaniel, fearing even a

work, with a stringent regard for time. Once, Cecilia had to attend her father’s funeral

nor spoke a

o’clock,

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

his reflection

he pulled out a chair and sat down. “You don’t need to make breakfast for me

Cecilia was taken aback.

instinct or something else, but the words she uttered reflected a humility she herself

do

which had stayed impassive for the past three years. His

want is a

always seen wearing the same light gray attire. Even when responding

the business alliance and the deception of the

simply not

want is a wife, not a

ringing in Cecilia’s

yet, she uttered the word that

“Okay.”

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

the chair

Cecilia mustered her courage and seized

there someone

eyes to darken. “What do

up at the person

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

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

sentence, Nathaniel had already cut

“You’re crazy.”