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.

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

trembling hands, Calvin scooped her

She’s so light!

chest. “Cecilia, wake up! Whatever you do,

down the mountain,

announced as they pulled up to the

window and saw an unfamiliar man holding… Cecilia.

some nerve, Cecilia!” Paula snapped as she stepped out of the car, holding an

gown, the hem now drenched, Paula marched forward with an impatient expression, ready to confront her daughter tightly shut.

to ask what had happened, but then her gaze fell on the medicine bottle that had been carried by the wind. She quickly picked it up and saw the large characters

you, would you cease to be my mother? Would I no longer owe you

umbrella slipped from Paula’s grasp, landing on the ground. She clenched the medicine bottle in her hand, staring at Cecilia in disbelief, her eyes wet with tears she

trembled with rage. “Your life was given by me!” Her red lips quivered

standing in the rain, staring down at the cemetery. He had no idea what was going on but rushed over, only to be stunned

hadn’t expected

he was somewhat panicked, “Mom, what should I