When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 14 The Last Day

After participating in the interview, Stella went to see Paula.

She discovered that Paula and Cecilia’s younger brother had planned to marry Cecilia off to an old man in exchange for three billion.

Seeing that Nathaniel was silent for a long time, Stella decided to stir the pot, saying, “I heard from Mrs. Smith that Cecilia demanded a betrothal gift of three hundred million. I really didn’t expect her to be that kind of person…”

She paused before adding, “They also mentioned that the cool off period isn’t over yet, so it’s not appropriate for her to get married. They’ll just hold the wedding ceremony first.”

Unbeknownst to Cecilia, her mother and younger brother were still busy planning her wedding. They didn’t take her previous words seriously.

Paula was convinced that Cecilia wouldn’t dare to defy them, just as she hadn’t in the past.

She had faced so many hardships growing up and never once considered leaving–this time. would be no different.

Magnus had already persuaded Randy to transfer the three hundred million betrothal gift in advance, which he then used to start planning his new company. He didn’t feel the slightest guilt or that he owed anything to Cecilia.

One day, Cecilia received a text from her mother: Mr. Larke has picked the date; it’s the fifteenth of this month. You have four days left, so prepare yourself well for your marriage. This time, you must capture his heart, understand?

Upon reading those messages, a wave of indescribable emotions washed over Cecilia.

The fifteenth….

It was a day of joyful reunion, the day she and Nathaniel had agreed to finalize their divorce, the day she was forced to marry Randy, and it was also the day she decided to leave the world behind.

Afraid she might forget, Cecilia took notes of these events in her notebook. After noting it down, she began writing her farewell letters.

the pen, she found herself at a loss for words. In the end, she left messages

she tucked the

fourteenth, the rain was particularly heavy. Cecilia’s phone sat on

Paula, asking where she was. They encouraged her

a brand–new dress in a shade of begonia and meticulously

pale. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Cecilia saw a radiant and exquisite version of herself, as if she

the car, she held an umbrella against the rain and slowly

howled, leaving only the sound of

I didn’t intend to come here, but I really had nowhere else to go.” Her voice trembled as she continued, “I admit, I’m a coward,

go ahead.”

body tightly. She unlocked her phone and was greeted by a barrage of malicious messages from

you really think you could escape by

someone

it through. It’s far better to willingly marry tomorrow than

what’s good for

each message

reply, Cecilia wrote: I don’t want to go back. Tomorrow, come pick me up from the west suburb. I’ll be waiting for

give it much thought. She assumed

tranquility. She spent

was a child. She held it gently against her chest, using her body to shield it from the darkness and

was the fifteenth. Cecilia gazed up at the endless, dark sky, a bitter

she pulled out a bottle

pressed his temples and closed his eyes, only to be jolted awake by another nightmare–again about

in thought, knowing that day was the day the cooling–off period ended, and they had

couldn’t help but send a text to