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

Chapter 147 Accidental Encounter

Cecilia looked at the check in front of her, feeling an overwhelming sense of mockery.

“Your son insisted that I repay the money before I could leave. And now, you’re offering me money to leave. I really don’t know what to do.”

“What do you mean?”

“You should probably ask Nathaniel.”

After some thought, Elena decided not to press further, opting to play the emotional card instead.

“You’ve been married to Nathaniel for over three years, and you haven’t even given him a child. Do you have any idea how people perceive him? I hope you’ll consider others and not be so selfish.”

Selfish…

In the depths of her heart, Cecilia scorned herself.

Who’s the one who’s being selfish here? When I didn’t have a child, why didn’t she think of asking her own son?

“I’ve told you before, you should be discussing these matters with Nathaniel, not me. It’s not I who doesn’t want to leave.”

Elena hadn’t anticipated Cecilia’s current stance. She walked up to Cecilia and challenged, “Is this how you speak to your elders?”

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand, ready to strike Cecilia.

fall, her wrist was abruptly

some self–respect,” Cecilia

but stagger back. Even after she left, she struggled to believe what had just happened. This couldn’t possibly be the same docile

she picked up her phone and

out what Nathaniel

she had no idea

claims to not love Cecilia, yet he allows her to stay in Daltonia Villa. What on earth is wrong

that Nathaniel had been frequently

their relatives would certainly seize the opportunity

on to call Mason and Nathaniel’s secretary at the office, hoping to extract some

to the sound of

longer cared about children, yet the Rainsworth

Elena and Paula had forced

to have a grandson. All she hoped for was that Nathaniel would not mention

in a mask and hat, was

a friend. He assured him

alone at Daltonia Villa, having taken a taxi

check on her allergic

gradually darkened, he couldn’t see Cecilia and could only

around, so he had to walk a

slowly drove past him. She was gazing out of the window, lost in thought

is a child