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.”

years ago, the Smith and Rainsworth families had formed

been made, a mutual benefit shared between

unexpectedly changed their minds. They transferred all of their assets, including

to Nathaniel’s message with a simple

test report in

she got home, she tossed it into the

month, at this particular time, she would feel especially

while leaning on the couch, drifting in and

constantly heard a rumbling noise in her

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

Nathaniel possibly allow her to have a child in

wall clock emitted a dull

was five

another hour, Nathaniel would

realize that she had unknowingly spent the entire night asleep on the

up to prepare breakfast for Nathaniel, fearing

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

message nor spoke a word to her for

six o’clock, Nathaniel

a restrained elegance. His handsome features were striking,

eyes, his reflection was nothing but

a chair and sat down. “You don’t need to

Cecilia was taken aback.

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

I do something

face, which had stayed impassive for the

want is a

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

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

was simply not his

I want is a

Cecilia’s ears

throat, and yet, she uttered the word that Nathaniel

“Okay.”

favorite breakfast on the table seemed

his feet, pulling the chair back in irritation, ready

mustered her

there someone you

Nathaniel’s eyes to darken. “What do you

at the person

also

bitterness in her throat, Cecilia thought about Paula’s words and

her sentence, Nathaniel

“You’re crazy.”

life is all about continuously letting