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

Chapter 16 Desperate Measures

The other will was left for Martha, When Calvin opened it, he found an address written in the very last line.

Without wasting a moment, he dashed out of the room, his long strides carrying him quickly toward the car.

The drive to the western suburbs wasn’t far–just over twenty minutes–but it felt like an eternity to Calvin.

He couldn’t understand how someone who had once shone so brightly, radiant as light itself, could choose such a dark path.

Meanwhile, Paula was also on her way to the western suburbs, driven by the intent to secure three hundred million by fetching Cecilia for the wedding.

At the cemetery on the western outskirts, the rain poured down mercilessly.

Cecilia lay collapsed in front of her father’s tombstone, the relentless downpour soaking her through. Her long dress clung to her frail frame, and she lay there, delicate as a wisp of duckweed, as if she might vanish from the world at any moment.

In the midst of the drizzle, Calvin quickened his pace, rushing toward Cecilia.

“Cecilia!” he called out, but there was no response.

were the wind and the rain. When Calvin reached her and took hold of her, he noticed the empty medicine bottle lying by her

hands, Calvin scooped

She’s so light!

called out to her, panic rising in his chest.

his way down the mountain, carrying her as quickly as he

the driver announced as they pulled up to the

an unfamiliar man

Cecilia!” Paula snapped as she stepped out of the car, holding an umbrella against the pouring

forward with an impatient expression, ready to confront her daughter

the medicine bottle that had been carried by the wind. She quickly picked it up and saw the large characters on the

a few days ago. “If I were to return my life to you, would you cease to be my mother? Would I no longer owe you the debt of

on the ground. She clenched the medicine bottle in her hand, staring at Cecilia in disbelief, her eyes wet

dare you do this!” Paula’s voice trembled with rage. “Your life was given by me!”

saw his mother standing in the rain, staring down at the cemetery. He had no idea what

expected Cecilia would

somewhat panicked, “Mom, what should I do? I’ve used all of Mr. Larke’s money