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.

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

trembling hands, Calvin scooped

She’s so light!

out to her, panic rising in his chest. “Cecilia, wake up! Whatever you do, don’t fall

down the

Smith, we’ve arrived,” the driver announced as they pulled up to

an unfamiliar man holding… Cecilia. Her

snapped as she stepped out

marched forward with

that had been carried by the

remembered Cecilia’s words from a few days ago. “If I were to return my life to you, would you cease to

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

do this!” Paula’s voice trembled with rage. “Your life

been sitting in the car, saw his mother standing in the rain, staring down at the cemetery. He

expected Cecilia would

somewhat panicked, “Mom, what should I do?