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.

in her mind. “You look like a ghost!

lipstick from her lips, her

depression could lead to brain damage, causing memory loss and cognitive dysfunction. It could make a person dwell

Knock, knock!

she got up to open the door. But the moment it swung open, her

tightly that it

harsh as he closed the door

already chosen your next partner—no wonder you’re so willing to

had ignited a spark of

Nathaniel’s first love held such a place in his heart, yet nothing she

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

and Nathaniel had treated her with indifference for three years while still harboring feelings for his first love. Neither

night, and his entire being exuded the scent of liquor. He gripped Cecilia’s chin, his eyes rimmed red

seen him like this, and she suddenly

retorted sarcastically, “Are you worthy of my

Cecilia choked back tears.

her ear.

during which Cecilia had given up her job to follow the customs of the Rainsworth family. She had even turned down occasional invitations from friends. But

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

struggled to comprehend what was happening. She wanted to resist, to fight

the very last moment had passed that Nathaniel finally

looked at the thin and frail Cecilia, then his gaze shifted to the glaring red stain on the bedsheet. He couldn’t

Smack!

sound of a slap echoed through the room as Cecilia struck Nathaniel across his

make out what Nathaniel was saying,

leave. Scenes from

he got into the car, he dialed his assistant, Mason.

Mason was somewhat bewildered.

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

motel, after Nathaniel left, Cecilia meticulously cleaned herself over and over