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.

let Stella stay for the night for two reasons: first, his genuine fear that she might

didn’t believe that she didn’t

get a divorce once I’m free of my debts. Why should I be

throat grew tight. “I hope you meant what you

rose to his feet and continued, “I have plans today. I

to let her stay, but she

Cecelia’s room and knocked on

way. At that moment, she realized she wouldn’t be able

rose to her feet and opened the

at Cecelia, who was oddly dressed in long sleeves and pants, and noticed a rash on her

past, having received financial support from the family, she had frequently dined

once suffered an allergic reaction after accidentally

met,” she mocked, her tone baffling. “Only someone of your stature could afford to be so delicate, even allergic to seafood. You’re not trying to win Nathaniel over with that pitiful appearance, aren’t

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

She’s already a renowned celebrity and has dealt with stalkers before. How could she possibly let a man enter her room a second

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

I was playing the victim

her voice. “Nathaniel felt sorry for me. But you? You’ve made yourself look like

Cecelia kept mum.

understand why you insist on taking Nathaniel away from me. Even though you’re married, have you two ever been intimate? Do you even know which side of the bed he prefers?

Stella to

help but zone out for

certainly didn’t understand Nathaniel as well as Stella did, but at this point, she had no desire to