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.

at a loss for words. In the end, she

finished writing, she tucked the farewell

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

They encouraged her to go home and b properly prepare herself for

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 had traveled back

against the rain and slowly made her way to her father’s tombstone, gently placing a bunch

leaving only the sound of raindrops hitting

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, scared of going alone. That’s why I chose to

go ahead.”

words, Cecilia settled herself next to the tombstone, hugging her body tightly. She

really think you could escape by just

really think someone as influential as

far better to willingly marry tomorrow than to be discovered and forced

what’s good for

each message

want to go back. Tomorrow, come pick me up from the west

give it much thought. She assumed Cecilia

tranquility. She spent the

carved for her when she was a child. She held it gently against her chest, using

twelve. The day had arrived–it was

hands, she pulled out a bottle of pills from her bag. At that same time,

awake by another nightmare–again about Cecilia. This time, he had dreamt of

morning. Nathaniel was deep in thought, knowing that day was the day the cooling–off

to Cecilia: Don’t forget, we’re