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 a business alliance through

been made, a mutual

Smith family unexpectedly changed their minds. They transferred all

Cecilia’s eyes, but she responded to Nathaniel’s message with a simple “okay”

had crumpled the pregnancy test report in her

home, she tossed it into the trash

this particular time, she would feel especially

and spent a while leaning on the couch,

a rumbling noise in

despised her. She was hard of hearing,

could Nathaniel possibly allow her to

wall clock emitted

was five in

Nathaniel would

did Cecilia realize that she had

prepare breakfast for Nathaniel, fearing even a

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

a single message nor spoke a word

o’clock, Nathaniel

dressed in a suit, his tall and slender figure exuding a restrained elegance. His handsome

eyes, his reflection was nothing but cold

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

Cecilia was taken aback.

but the words she uttered reflected a humility she herself

do something

up, his eyes meeting Cecilia’s face, which had stayed impassive for the past

I want is a

always seen wearing the same light gray attire. Even

deception of the Smith family, Nathaniel wouldn’t

simply not

I want is a wife, not a

in Cecilia’s ears

throat, and yet, she uttered the word that

“Okay.”

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

feet, pulling the chair back in

mustered her courage

there someone

caused Nathaniel’s eyes to darken. “What

at the person standing before

husband of three years, but also the man she

words

finish her sentence,

“You’re crazy.”

the end, life is all about continuously