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

Chapter 28 Died At A Young Age

“Martha has had it rough. She doesn’t have daughters of her own, and the child she raised with such difficulty is gone just like that.”

“Isn’t it a shame? I still remember Cecilia, such a smart and sensible girl. How could she have passed away so young?”

“The life of the rich isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. The last time I saw Cecilia, she seemed like a different person, so thin she looked like she could be blown away by the wind.”

“Martha and Cecilia always talked about how wonderful her husband was, but that was just deceiving themselves. Three years of marriage, and he never once came back with her…”

As Nathaniel listened to this, he felt a lump in his throat.

The entire day passed without Martha or Cecilia returning.

Nathaniel leaned against a wooden chair, dozing off lightly, only to be startled awake after a short while.

He had dreamed of Cecilia’s death again.

When he opened his eyes and looked around, it was dark and silent. Cecilia wasn’t there.

In that moment, he truly felt like Cecilia was never coming back.

Late at night, around ten o’clock, Martha’s neighbors were brought into her brick house for “questioning.”

They were surrounded by a crowd of bodyguards that made the small house feel even more cramped.

“Where are they?”

The people there had never seen such a scene before. They stood nervously with their heads lowered, not daring to look at Nathaniel, who sat at the head of the room with a cold and imposing presence.

“The night before last, I heard Martha crying, so I went to check, and that’s when I found out Cecilia had died.“.

“Young people passing away is never a good thing, so they cremated her and buried her that very night.”

Buried that very night…

Nathaniel’s dark eyes flickered.

the burial,

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nodded in agreement after

then asked them where

them exchanged

said Calvin was an orphan who was taken away and

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flashes of lightning and filled with the rumble of thunder. The rural roads were awash

traverse.

Rainsworth, how about we go to the cemetery

days of running around, Mason

Nathaniel glanced at him.

immediately fell silent, carefully holding the umbrella as he followed behind,

Rainsworth doesn’t like Cecilia, so why is he putting in so much time and

arrived. Nathaniel immediately spotted the lonely new grave on the

he stopped in

felt like an eternity, he spoke up.

alive, he wanted to see her in person. If she was dead, he wanted to

that Cecilia was dead without

cold expression, silently watching as the new

his throat. Finally, a

“Mr. Rainsworth.”

stood straight, his expression unreadable in the

“Take it back.”

the way back, Nathaniel was unusually