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

Chapter 63 I Will Make You Remember

He really does know how to hit where it hurts. Perhaps this is what true ruthlessness feels like.

Cecilia tightly pursed her lips, oblivious to the pain throbbing in her palms.

The once–thriving Smith Corporation, under the leadership of her younger brother, Magnus, had indeed suffered continuous losses. However, at least it still existed.

But now, even the final memory her father left her was gone.

Cecilia understood that all of Nathaniel’s actions were driven by a desire for revenge against

her.

She gazed upon the land that had now turned into a wasteland. Her throat tightened, and she was almost on the verge of shedding tears.

“Survival of the fittest. You’re the CEO of Rainsworth Group, so your word is law.”

She didn’t realize her voice had gone hoarse.

Nathaniel was surprised to see that, even at this stage, Cecilia was still unwilling to admit that she had not lost her memory.

He had assumed that after witnessing the scene before her, Cecilia would confront him, would cry or make a scene. But nothing of that sort happened.

Once upon a time, when Cecilia looked at him, there was a light in her eyes, not like now, where they were as calm and still as a dead sea.

Nathaniel felt a deep ache in his heart. His slender hand firmly gripped her chin as he said, “Even you were sold to me by the Smith family! You think simply saying you’ve forgotten erases everything? Unless I’m dead, don’t even think about marrying someone else in this lifetime!”

he

lips parted slightly. “But you don’t exist in my

words thoroughly

if you die, you must come back to

have lost his mind.

at her.

what are you trying to do? Let go of the now, or I’ll accuse

any attention to Cecilia’s protests; he simply tore

without a word.

about me? Let me help

bit down on

“Mmph! Natha–mmph!”

that moment, the urgent ringing of a phone

It was Elena.

then did Nathaniel let her

you coming yet, Nathaniel? Hurry up; everyone’s waiting for

World Hotel. It was in celebration of Easter Day, and they had invited quite a number of

Nathaniel released her, Cecilia promptly

else, I’ll be heading

that Nathaniel would do something drastic,

watching the woman’s retreating figure as she fled in disarray. His mind was filled with her words from earlier, his

die,

at the

the entrance of the hotel as he stared at the