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

Chapter 12 Two Of A Kind

As Cecilia looked around, everything felt exceptionally unfamiliar. Once again, she had forgotten the way back.

She pulled out her mobile phone to use the GPS but struggled to recall the name of the place where she was staying.

Calvin had been following her at a distance, worried about her since Nathaniel had left. Seeing Cecilia standing alone, he couldn’t help but approach her.

“Cecilia.”

Startled, Cecilia instinctively thought that Nathaniel had returned. A glimmer of hope sparked in her eyes, but when she turned around, it was replaced by a sense of loss.

Calvin walked toward her. “Do you really not remember me?”

Cecilia gazed at him, struggling to place his face.

“I’m Fatso; have you forgotten?” Calvin prompted gently.

It was then that Cecilia remembered. When she was a child living in the countryside with Martha, she had a friend named Fatso. Calvin had been chubby and shorter than her back then, but now, he had grown into a tall, imposing figure with striking features.

“I remember now; you’ve changed so much that I hardly recognized you.”

Reuniting with an old friend in such a foreign place brought a faint smile to Cecilia’s face, though it was tinged with bitterness that didn’t escape Calvin’s notice.

“Come on, I’ll take you home,” Calvin offered.

After dropping Cecilia off, Calvin was surprised to discover that she was staying in a rundown motel. For someone from a prestigious family like the Rainsworth family, even after a divorce, she shouldn’t have been reduced to such a state.

Cecilia felt uneasy. “Sorry for the trouble,” she said softly. “I live here, but please don’t tell Martha. I’m afraid it would worry her.”

Calvin nodded, unsure of how to comfort her. It was late, and he couldn’t stay indefinitely. After promising to visit her the next day, he left.

As Calvin drove away, he didn’t notice the matte black Cadillac parked in the shadows beneath the building.

For Cecilia, it didn’t matter where she lived. After Calvin left, she felt the discomfort from the drinks she had earlier, her stomach churning and her head spinning.

“You look like a ghost! Who would even

rubbed the makeup off her face and the lipstick from her lips, her pale skin flushing and swelling from

to brain damage, causing memory

Knock, knock!

sound of persistent knocking echoed through the room. Cecilia thought Calvin had returned, so she got up to open the door. But the moment it swung open, her wrist was

slender wrist so tightly that it

surprise!” Nathaniel’s voice was harsh as he closed the door

so willing

a spark of jealousy and misunderstanding in

why Nathaniel’s first love held such a place in his

eyes, her own reddening at the corners. “We’re just

treated her with indifference for three years while still harboring feelings for his first love.

and his entire being exuded the scent of liquor. He gripped Cecilia’s chin, his eyes rimmed red as he murmured, “Who was he? When did you

the first time Cecilia had seen him like this, and she

he retorted

Cecilia choked back tears.

closer, persisting with his questions by her ear. “Did he have

of the Rainsworth family. She had even turned down occasional invitations from friends. But now,

felt an unexpected sense of relief. “What

moving downward. Cecilia’s blood seemed to freeze as she struggled to comprehend what was happening. She wanted to

wasn’t until the very last moment had passed

his gaze shifted to the glaring red stain on the bedsheet. He couldn’t quite

Smack!

slap echoed through the room as Cecilia struck Nathaniel across his handsome face. The slap shattered

unable to make out what Nathaniel was saying, and cut him off,

to leave. Scenes from the night before filled

his assistant, Mason. “Find out who the men

Mason was somewhat bewildered.

revolved around Mr. Rainsworth. Did

Cecilia meticulously cleaned herself over and over