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 even like a woman like

her lips, her pale

She knew that depression could lead to brain damage, causing

Knock, knock!

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

slender wrist so tightly that it felt as though it

harsh as he closed the door behind him and unceremoniously guided her to the

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

had ignited a spark of jealousy and misunderstanding

such a place in his heart, yet nothing she did seemed to reach

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

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

had consumed some alcohol that night, and his entire being exuded the scent of liquor. He gripped Cecilia’s chin, his eyes rimmed red as he murmured, “Who was he? When did you two

first time Cecilia had seen him like

dark eyes narrowed as he retorted sarcastically, “Are you worthy of

Cecilia choked back tears.

by her ear. “Did he have sex with you much earlier?

customs of the Rainsworth family. She had even turned down occasional

an unexpected sense of relief. “What do

she struggled to comprehend what was happening. She wanted to

wasn’t until the very last moment had passed that Nathaniel finally calmed

frail Cecilia, then his gaze shifted to the glaring red stain on the bedsheet. He couldn’t quite describe the feeling

Smack!

room as Cecilia struck Nathaniel across his handsome face. The slap shattered all her past illusions

unable to make out what Nathaniel was saying, and

leave.

the car, he dialed his assistant, Mason. “Find out who the

Mason was somewhat bewildered.

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

Nathaniel left, Cecilia meticulously cleaned