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.

moment, Cecilia felt like she

sat frozen on the living room sofa, holding the

time to come

disappeared from view did he realize, belatedly, that she was

just a brief moment of frustration before he quickly returned

word from him, Cecilia would obediently return to his

would be no

was the weekend after

Nathaniel would always bring Cecilia back to Rainsworth Manor

they would be subjected to the strange looks from the

Finally, he was alone.

an exceptionally good mood as he drove

spring breeze made him feel a lightness he

large clan, and every year around this time, many relatives would return for a memorial. Including

generation alone, there were seventy or eighty people, many of

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

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

about him was never in short

deceived and

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

family rule that the eldest grandson’s wife must be present during the memorial, she would never have allowed Cecilia to make a public

this time, Cecilia

grandson’s wife, Cecilia, was always the first to arrive and

today, she hadn’t

several noblewomen when she

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

approached Nathaniel and gently asked, “Nathaniel,

with a few childhood friends. When he heard

divorce

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

even

parents, no one

years ago, when Nathaniel was almost stabbed, Cecilia had saved him with

were engaged, Nathaniel had gone to Daprein for

but Cecilia refused to believe it. Without a

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

was during illness and hospitalization, in daily life, or even when dealing with everyone around Nathaniel, including his secretaries and

couldn’t live without Nathaniel, had actually filed

Why?