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.

cruel words echoed in her mind. “You look like

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

from depression, Cecilia had sought information about the condition. She knew that depression could lead to brain damage, causing memory loss

Knock, knock!

through the room. Cecilia thought Calvin had returned, so she got up to open the door.

her slender wrist so tightly that it

truly taken me by surprise!” Nathaniel’s voice was harsh as he closed the door

you’re so willing to let go!” His words were like

had ignited a spark of jealousy and misunderstanding in

place in his

straight into Nathaniel’s furious eyes, her own reddening at

with indifference for three years while still harboring feelings for

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

Cecilia had seen him like this, and she suddenly laughed. “Are you

dark eyes narrowed as he retorted

Cecilia choked back tears.

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

had been married for three years, during which Cecilia had given up her job to follow the customs of the

sense of relief. “What do you think?”

hand moving downward. Cecilia’s blood seemed to freeze as she struggled to comprehend what

moment had passed

the sky was beginning to brighten. Nathaniel looked at the thin and frail Cecilia, then his gaze shifted to the glaring red stain on

Smack!

room as Cecilia struck Nathaniel across his

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

idea how he managed to leave.

his assistant, Mason. “Find out who the men in Cecilia’s

Mason was somewhat bewildered.

her marriage, Cecilia’s world revolved around Mr.

the motel, after Nathaniel left, Cecilia meticulously cleaned