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

Chapter 150 How Much Do You Need

Nathaniel gently pulled Stella away from him.

“Thank you, Nathaniel,” Stella said with gratitude before turning back and casting a triumphant glance at Cecelia.

She felt some regret about her decision to marry Nathaniel, realizing that perhaps not marrying him would have been a better choice.

Had she not married him, she could have proposed any terms, and he would likely have agreed.

At the same time, she felt relieved that she was the one who had impersonated the person who rescued Elena,

Cecelia watched her smug look with an indifferent expression.

Daltonia Villa was vast, with numerous rooms, yet Stella chose a room closest to the master bedroom. Her hidden agenda was so transparent that it hardly needed to be spelled out.

As she went to tidy up her room, Cecelia was also getting ready to retreat to her bedroom.

Nathaniel, still seated in the living room, called out. “Come here.”

Cecilia had no idea what he was up to. She approached and asked, “Yes?”

Nathaniel scrutinized her expression carefully.

He always remembered that after they got married, she had insisted their home was meant solely for the two of them. Aside from family and friends, no other women were allowed to stay.

asked, his voice steady. He had agreed to let Stella stay for the night for two

that she

expectations. “We had an agreement. We’ll get a divorce once I’m free of

tight. “I hope you meant what

continued, “I have plans today. I won’t be coming

her stay, but she hadn’t anticipated. that he would choose not to spend the night there

arrived outside Cecelia’s room and knocked

that moment, she realized she wouldn’t be able to finish the musical score that

her feet and opened the

in long sleeves and pants, and noticed a rash on

support from the family, she had frequently dined

had once suffered

baffling. “Only someone of your stature could afford to be so delicate, even allergic to seafood. You’re not

returning to her room, Cecelia found a chair and sat down, lifting her gaze with a scornful smirk. “Aren’t you the one playing the sympathy

see through all her little tricks. She’s already a renowned celebrity and has dealt with stalkers before. How could she possibly let a man enter her room

words didn’t get upset at all. Instead, a smirk appeared

playing the

“Nathaniel felt sorry for me. But you? You’ve made yourself look like a hot mess. Has he ever shown

Cecelia kept mum.

you’re married, have you two ever been intimate? Do you even know which side of the bed he prefers? Do you know if

Stella to be

zone out for

well as Stella did, but at this point, she had no desire to learn