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.

her mind. “You look like a ghost! Who would even like

her face and the lipstick from her lips, her

the condition. She knew that depression could lead to

Knock, knock!

returned, so she got up to

held her slender wrist so tightly that it felt as though it might

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

already chosen your next partner—no wonder you’re so willing to let go!” His words were like

Calvin with her had ignited a spark of

couldn’t comprehend why Nathaniel’s first love held such a place in his heart, yet nothing she

Nathaniel’s furious eyes, her own reddening at the corners. “We’re just two of a kind,”

for three years while still harboring feelings for

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

seen him like this, and she suddenly laughed.

dark eyes narrowed as he retorted sarcastically, “Are you

Cecilia choked back tears.

leaned in closer, persisting with his questions by her

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

an unexpected sense of

was thoroughly infuriated, his burning hand moving downward. Cecilia’s blood seemed to freeze as she struggled to comprehend what was happening. She wanted to resist,

the very last moment had passed that Nathaniel

his gaze

Smack!

struck Nathaniel across his handsome face. The slap shattered all her

her ears, unable to make out

had no idea how he managed to leave. Scenes from the night before filled his

assistant, Mason. “Find

Mason was somewhat bewildered.

Cecilia’s world revolved around Mr. Rainsworth. Did she even know

Cecilia meticulously cleaned herself