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.

about to fall,

have some self–respect,” Cecilia

couldn’t help but stagger back. Even after she left, she struggled to believe what had just

outside, she picked up

find out what Nathaniel has been

no idea what was

allows her to stay in Daltonia

Nathaniel had been frequently distracted

rate, their relatives would certainly seize the opportunity

phone, Elena still felt uneasy. She went on to call Mason and Nathaniel’s secretary at the office, hoping to extract some information about Nathaniel from them. Unfortunately, she

of

yet the

had forced her to take

All she hoped for was that Nathaniel

Villa, a petite figure, donned in a mask and hat, was gazing at the building from a

assured him that his friend’s chauffeur

alone at Daltonia

allergic

darkened, he couldn’t see Cecilia and could

no taxis around, so he had to

gazing out of the window, lost in thought when her gaze inevitably fell on the small figure of

a child doing