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 would

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

could lead to brain

Knock, knock!

sound of persistent knocking echoed through the room. Cecilia thought Calvin had returned, so she got up to

held her slender wrist so tightly that

he closed the door behind him and unceremoniously

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

her had ignited a spark of jealousy

couldn’t comprehend why Nathaniel’s first love held such a place

own reddening at the corners.

in marriage, and Nathaniel had treated her with indifference for three years while still harboring feelings for his first love. Neither of them was nobler

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

had seen him

retorted sarcastically, “Are you worthy of

Cecilia choked back tears.

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

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

that moment, Cecilia felt an unexpected sense of relief. “What do you

freeze as she struggled to comprehend what was

moment had

then his gaze shifted to the glaring red stain on the bedsheet.

Smack!

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

ears, unable to make out what Nathaniel was saying,

idea how he managed to leave. Scenes from the night before filled his

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

Mason was somewhat bewildered.

Cecilia’s world revolved around Mr. Rainsworth. Did

Nathaniel left, Cecilia meticulously cleaned herself over