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

had already been made, a mutual benefit

unexpectedly changed their minds. They transferred all of their

but she responded to

had crumpled the pregnancy test report in her

she got home, she tossed it into the trash

at this particular time, she

while leaning on the couch, drifting in and out

heard a rumbling noise in

Nathaniel despised her. She was hard of

possibly allow her to have a child

emitted a dull

five

hour, Nathaniel

she had unknowingly spent the entire night

up to prepare breakfast for Nathaniel, fearing even a moment’s

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

a single message nor spoke

six o’clock, Nathaniel

exuding a restrained elegance. His handsome features were

his reflection was nothing but

pulled out a chair and sat

Cecilia was taken aback.

the words she uttered reflected a humility she herself

do

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

is a wife, not a

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

deception of the Smith

simply not

I want is a wife, not

ringing in Cecilia’s ears grew

in her throat, and yet, she uttered the word that

“Okay.”

even his favorite breakfast on

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

mustered her courage and

is there someone you

sudden question caused Nathaniel’s eyes to darken. “What do

the person

husband of three years, but also

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

finish her sentence, Nathaniel had

“You’re crazy.”

life is all