When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 5 Stay Optimistic

Cecilia returned to her room and forced herself to swallow mouthfuls of pills.

She reached behind her ear, and her fingertips were covered in blood.

The doctor’s advice echoed in her mind. “Ms. Smith, in many cases, the worsening of a condition is related to the patient’s emotions. You must be emotionally stable, stay optimistic, and actively cooperate with the treatment.”

Optimistic? Easier said than done.

Cecilia tried not to think about what Nathaniel had said. She leaned back against the pillow and closed her eyes.

As dawn was just beginning to break, she still hadn’t truly fallen asleep.

Perhaps the medication was working because she could hear a little better.

Staring at the faint sunlight filtering through the window, Cecilia remained lost in thought for a long time.

“The rain has stopped.”

There was more than one reason for one to truly give up.

It was a cumulative process. In the end, all it took is the last straw, which could be a cold word or a trivial matter…

Today, Nathaniel didn’t go out.

Early in the morning, he sat on the couch, waiting for Cecilia to apologize, to regret what she had done.

They had been married for three years, and it wasn’t the first time Cecilia had thrown a tantrum.

Yet each time, after the tears and the anger, it wouldn’t be long before she apologized.

Nathaniel thought this time wouldn’t be any different.

He watched as Cecilia emerged after washing up, dressed in one of her usual dark-colored outfits. She was dragging a suitcase and holding a piece of paper in her hand.

When Cecilia handed the document to Nathaniel, he realized it was a divorce agreement.

“Nathaniel, contact me when you have time.”

After saying that curt sentence, Cecilia dragged her suitcase out the door.

Outside, the sky had cleared after the rain.

a moment, Cecilia felt like

the living room sofa,

long time to come

Cecilia’s figure disappeared from view did

was just a brief moment of frustration before he quickly returned to his usual indifference, not

call or a word from him, Cecilia would obediently return to his side, more eager to please

would be

the weekend after All Souls’

previous years, Nathaniel would always bring Cecilia back to Rainsworth

would be subjected to the strange

Finally, he was alone.

exceptionally good mood as

made him feel a lightness he

clan, and every year around this time, many relatives would return for a memorial. Including the extended family, there would

seventy or eighty people, many of

stand out among them and become the head of the Rainsworth family was no

and assertive, ruling with an iron hand. Not only his peers but also his

the private gossip about

and

Manor, Elena, Nathaniel’s mother, had instructed the servants early on, “Remember, when Cecilia arrives, do not

family rule that the eldest grandson’s wife must be present during the memorial, she

time, Cecilia

was always the first to arrive and the

she

when she heard that Cecilia

a significant event. It wasn’t something Cecilia could just attend

Nathaniel and gently asked, “Nathaniel, where

few childhood friends. When he

a divorce

as he said this, everyone around him fell silent, each looking

even more

world, apart from his parents, no one loved Nathaniel more

stabbed, Cecilia had saved him

they were engaged, Nathaniel had gone

Nathaniel was dead, but Cecilia refused to believe it. Without a

searched for him for three days before

or even when dealing with

Cecilia, who couldn’t live without Nathaniel, had actually filed for divorce

Why?