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.

felt like she had

on the living room sofa, holding the

a long time to come to his

view did he

before he quickly returned to his usual indifference,

a phone call or a word from him, Cecilia would obediently return to his side,

time would

weekend after

Nathaniel would always bring Cecilia back to Rainsworth Manor for a

they would be subjected to the

Finally, he was alone.

mood as he drove to Rainsworth

breeze made him feel a lightness

every year around this time, many relatives would return for

seventy or eighty people, many of them

had managed to stand out among them and become the head of the Rainsworth family

was domineering and assertive, ruling with an iron hand. Not only his peers but also his elders harbored a sense of

gossip about

and had married a wife with hearing

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 would never

this time,

was always the first to

today, she hadn’t shown

and laughing with several noblewomen when she heard that Cecilia wasn’t coming.

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

and gently asked, “Nathaniel, where is

childhood friends.

a divorce and has

said this, everyone around him fell

even

from his parents,

Nathaniel was almost stabbed, Cecilia had saved

ago, when they were engaged, Nathaniel had gone

said Nathaniel was dead, but Cecilia refused to believe it. Without a second thought, she went

unfamiliar city, Cecilia searched for him for three days before finally finding him, only to

daily life, or even when dealing with everyone around Nathaniel, including his secretaries and assistants, Cecilia was

without Nathaniel, had actually filed for

Why?