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! Who

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

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!

through the room. Cecilia thought Calvin had returned, so she got up to open the door. But the moment it swung open, her wrist was firmly grasped

slender wrist so tightly that it felt as

as he closed

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

with her had ignited a spark of jealousy and misunderstanding in

Nathaniel’s first love held such a place in

reddening at the corners. “We’re just two of a kind,”

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

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

had seen him like this, and

as he retorted sarcastically,

Cecilia choked back tears.

his questions by her ear. “Did he have sex with you much

job to follow the customs of the Rainsworth family. She had

unexpected sense

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

until the very last moment had passed

and frail Cecilia, then his gaze shifted to

Smack!

Nathaniel across

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

to leave. Scenes from the night

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

Mason was somewhat bewildered.

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

left, Cecilia meticulously cleaned