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

frozen on the living room sofa,

time

did he realize, belatedly, that she was

of frustration before he quickly returned to his usual indifference, not taking Cecilia’s

all, with just a phone call or a word from him, Cecilia would obediently return to his

would be no

was the weekend

Cecilia back to Rainsworth Manor for

would be subjected to the strange looks

Finally, he was alone.

good mood

him feel a lightness he

family was a large clan, and every year around this time, many relatives would return for a memorial. Including the extended family, there would be no fewer than five or six hundred

or eighty people, many of them

out among them and become

with an iron hand. Not only his peers but also his elders harbored a sense

about him was never in

man had been deceived and had married a wife with

the servants early on, “Remember, when Cecilia arrives, do not allow her into

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

time, Cecilia

wife, Cecilia, was always the first

she hadn’t

was chatting and laughing with several noblewomen when she heard that

significant event. It wasn’t

gently asked, “Nathaniel,

a few childhood friends. When he

asking for a divorce and

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

was even

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

stabbed, Cecilia had saved him

had gone to

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

him for three days before finally finding him, only

during illness and hospitalization, in daily life, or even when dealing with

like Cecilia, who couldn’t live without Nathaniel, had actually filed for divorce and chosen to leave after her

Why?