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

Chapter 120 Not My First Time Seeing It

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Nathaniel didn’t pause; he scoffed coldly, “It seems like Calvin doesn’t love you as much as you think. How long has he been neglecting you?”

This time, Cecilia was truly infuriated. When she came to her senses and raised her hand to strike him again, Nathaniel decisively grabbed her wrist. “Did I hit a nerve?”

Cecilia didn’t feel like explaining at all. Over the years, her relationship with Calvin was just like that of ordinary friends. “It seems like your desperation now is because Stella doesn’t love you, isn’t it?”

Two can play this game.

Nathaniel sneered coldly, “I’m not like you.” He had never laid a finger on Stella.

Cecilia laughed, “What’s so different? We’re two of a kind. You think you’re any better than me? I used to think you were deeply affectionate, but now it seems that was all there was to it. Does. Stella know what you’ve done?”

hard on his shoulder. Nathaniel sharply inhaled in pain, yet he didn’t let her go. Instead, he lowered his head and

was taken aback, realizing that now wasn’t the time to be angry–rather,

expression. However, noticing her change, he was evidently puzzled. His voice was hoarse as he asked, “It seems like you’re cooperating with

bedside lamp. Instinctively, Cecilia shielded her own body. Nathaniel’s voice caught in his throat. “It’s not like it’s my first time seeing it,” he paused, before changing the subject, “Does Calvin know how honest

between anger and embarrassment, looking at him in

he taking me for

without uttering another word. He then got up and headed to the bathroom, where

while.

off into a

the evening but also by the words spoken by Nathaniel. She clenched her palm tightly, unsure of how much time had

on the balcony. There, she braced against the cold wind and listened to the sound of rain outside. After an indeterminable length of time

heartless creature, you shouldn’t

Cecilia returned to the room, she could hear herself being cursed. Suddenly, she felt as if the years of affection she felt for him were particularly

under the dim light. A sudden urge to slap it hard washed over her, but in the end,