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.

words echoed in her mind. “You look like a ghost! Who would even like a woman like

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

from depression, Cecilia had sought information about the condition. She knew that depression could lead to brain damage, causing memory loss and cognitive dysfunction. It could make a person dwell on unhappy

Knock, knock!

got up to open the door. But the

her slender wrist so tightly that

voice was harsh as he closed the

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

Calvin with her had ignited a spark

why Nathaniel’s first love held such a place in his heart, yet nothing she did seemed to reach

at the corners. “We’re just two of a

three years while still harboring feelings for his first love. Neither of them was nobler than the

liquor. He gripped Cecilia’s chin, his eyes rimmed red as he murmured, “Who was he? When did you

Cecilia had seen him like

dark eyes narrowed as he retorted sarcastically, “Are

Cecilia choked back tears.

his questions by her ear. “Did he

had given up her job to follow the customs of the Rainsworth family. She had even turned down occasional invitations from friends. But now, Nathaniel was beginning

unexpected sense of relief. “What do you think?” she

as she struggled to comprehend what

wasn’t until the very last moment had passed that Nathaniel finally calmed

the thin and frail Cecilia, then his gaze shifted to the glaring red stain on the bedsheet. He

Smack!

Cecilia struck Nathaniel across his handsome

clapped her hands over her ears, unable to make out what Nathaniel was saying, and cut him

had no idea how he managed to leave.

Mason. “Find out who the men in Cecilia’s life are,” he

Mason was somewhat bewildered.

revolved around Mr. Rainsworth. Did she even know any

after Nathaniel left, Cecilia meticulously cleaned herself over and