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.

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

from her lips, her pale skin flushing

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 thoughts, amplifying their

Knock, knock!

she got up to open the door. But the moment

her slender wrist so tightly that it felt as

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

so willing to let go!” His words

had ignited a spark of

a place in his heart, yet nothing she

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

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

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

seen him like this, and she suddenly laughed.

retorted sarcastically, “Are you worthy

Cecilia choked back tears.

questions by her ear. “Did he

follow the customs of the Rainsworth family. She had

felt an unexpected sense of

blood seemed to freeze as she struggled to comprehend

the very last moment had

frail Cecilia, then his gaze shifted to the glaring red stain

Smack!

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

out

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

he dialed his assistant, Mason. “Find out

Mason was somewhat bewildered.

revolved around Mr. Rainsworth. Did she

after Nathaniel left, Cecilia