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

Chapter 9 Do Not Regret This

Upon reaching City Hall, Nathaniel checked his watch; it was exactly ten o’clock.

He was about to call Cecilia to see if she had arrived when he spotted her standing under a large tree in the distance, dressed in dark, somber clothing. From afar, amidst the faint drizzle, she looked especially frail, as though a light breeze could knock her over.

He recalled how vibrant Cecilia had been when they first got married—youthful, radiant, full of life. But now, she seemed lifeless and disturbingly thin.

Umbrella in hand, Nathaniel walked straight toward her. It took a moment for Cecilia to notice him.

As she observed him, she realized that despite the three years that had passed, Nathaniel had hardly changed. He was still as handsome and spirited as ever, but now there was an added air of maturity and competence.

Cecilia felt a strange sense of disorientation, as if the past three years had slipped by in the blink of an eye, yet also felt like they had consumed an entire lifetime.

Nathaniel approached, his dark eyes coldly staring at her, expecting an apology.

She’s finally had enough of the theatrics!

But to his surprise, Cecilia simply said, “I’ve kept you from your work. Let’s head inside.”

Nathaniel’s expression stiffened, quickly turning cold. “Don’t regret this,” he uttered, then turned and walked toward City Hall.

Cecilia watched him walk away, a pang of heartache hitting her.

Do I regret it? I’m not sure. All I know is that I’m tired.

When a person decided to leave, it was often because they had lost all hope, their heart filled to the brim with disappointment.

At the divorce processing window, when the staff member asked if they had truly decided to divorce, Cecilia answered confidently. “Yes.”

Her resolute gaze made Nathaniel feel a sudden heaviness.

After completing the formalities, they were informed of the cool off period. They would have to return in a month to finalize the divorce. If they did nothing, the application would automatically become void.

of City Hall, Cecilia looked at Nathaniel, her composure unusually calm. “See you next month. Take care,” she said before stepping

spot, watching as the taxi disappeared into the

must be liberation,

her or endure

through. “Nathaniel, is it all taken care

“Yeah,” Nathaniel replied.

period. Don’t let your guard down with the little deaf girl—she surely has more tricks up

After over a decade of being entangled with Cecilia, who

slide down the glass, lost in thought. The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and was startled to see fresh

called out several times, but Cecilia didn’t respond. The driver quickly pulled

around. They hadn’t reached

lips move before she realized she couldn’t

on

up, her fingertips registering the warm sensation

used

often like this—it’s not

caused bleeding. Two years ago, at a social gathering, Zachary had pushed her into a swimming pool. Cecilia, unable to swim, had nearly drowned, and the trauma had caused

beginning of her hearing issues. It had been manageable

nearest

said, “I’ve noticed my memory failing me lately. I keep

remember that she was supposed to divorce

her recent diagnostic report, his expression grave. “Ms. Smith, I recommend you consider additional examinations, perhaps

Psychological level…

that she was also suffering

notebook and a pen. She wrote down everything that had happened recently and left it by her bed so it would be the first

was time to rest, Cecilia picked up her phone, searching for methods to

upon a quote: I hope you can do your best to heal yourself instead of fantasizing that someone else

silence, Cecilia turned