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

already been made, a mutual benefit shared between

of the wedding, the Smith family unexpectedly changed their minds. They transferred all of their assets, including

she responded to

realizing it, she had crumpled the pregnancy test report in her hand into a

tossed

time, she

dinner and spent a while leaning on the couch, drifting in and

constantly heard a rumbling

her. She was hard of

her to have a child

wall clock emitted

five

another hour, Nathaniel would be

that she had unknowingly

breakfast for Nathaniel, fearing even a

with a stringent regard for time. Once, Cecilia had to

a single message nor spoke a word to her for an

six o’clock, Nathaniel returned

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

eyes, his reflection was nothing but

chair and sat down. “You don’t

Cecilia was taken aback.

instinct or something else, but the words she uttered reflected a humility she herself hadn’t

I do

which had stayed impassive for the past three years. His lips parted

is a wife, not

attire. Even when

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

was simply not

a wife, not

ringing in Cecilia’s ears grew

lump formed in her throat, and yet, she uttered the word that Nathaniel

“Okay.”

favorite breakfast on the table seemed unusually bland

feet, pulling the chair back in irritation, ready to

his surprise, Cecilia mustered her courage and seized

there

question caused Nathaniel’s eyes to darken.

the

just her husband of three years, but also the man she

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

her sentence, Nathaniel

“You’re crazy.”

the end, life is all about continuously