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

Chapter 201 I Saved Your Mother

With a heavy heart, Nathaniel suppressed the intense resentment bubbling in his heart, cupped Cecelia’s face, and kissed her.

Only then did Cecelia notice that his hand had been injured earlier and was still bleeding.

Instead of expressing her concern, she forcefully avoided him.

Instead of expressing concern, she pulled away forcefully. “Have you forgotten what I said? I won’t honor our agreement anymore.”

Nathaniel’s lips brushed her cheek as he listened to her words, his breath heavy.

“Does that mean you don’t owe me anything?” Cecelia’s voice trembled as if something were lodged in her throat, making it difficult to speak. Yes, Stella saved his mother’s life, but didn’t I? How can he be so unfair to me?

Nathaniel was unaware of her inner thoughts, assuming that when she spoke of feeling neglected, she was referring to the indifference she had endured throughout their three years of marriage.

“From now on, I promise we’ll live a happy life together.” It was the first time he had ever compromised with anyone.

Had she heard these words five years ago, Cecelia would have been overjoyed, but now, she no longer trusted Nathaniel. “I’m tired. Just give me some space.”

scooped her up in his arms and

a forceful embrace while they were in bed that

couldn’t fall asleep. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the emptiness of the house

his hand still

Cecelia suddenly broke the silence. “Can

couldn’t help but wonder why she had never heard

from the past when Elena and Zachary were framed and had an accident while heading to the company.

eyes as she listened

so kind to Stella and

she realized Stella had taken

tightly to Nathaniel’s sleeve, her hands trembling. “I–If I told you that I was the one who saved your mother, would you

dark eyes momentarily

overthink it. I was just joking earlier. I’m tired; I’m going

quite understand. After voicing her thoughts,

mockery, and the long periods of neglect had eroded her belief that he would ever trust her. She dreaded

mouth,