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 reasons: first, his genuine fear that she might be in danger, and second, his desire to gauge

believe that she didn’t

was beyond his expectations. “We had an agreement. We’ll get a divorce once I’m free of my debts. Why should

tight. “I hope you meant what you

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

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

outside Cecelia’s room and knocked

At that moment, she realized she wouldn’t

to her feet and opened

dressed in long sleeves

past, having received financial support from the

that Cecelia had once suffered an allergic

know, you’re the most fragile woman I’ve ever met,” she mocked, her tone baffling. “Only someone of your stature could afford to

chair and sat down, lifting 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 a

get upset at all. Instead, a

I was playing

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 he likes being

Stella to

but zone

did, but at this point, she had no desire to learn more