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

Chapter 219 Too Late For Anything

“What do you take me for?” Nathaniel asked. Without waiting for Cecilia’s response, he left the bedroom immediately.

Cecilia’s lone figure stood still, contemplating the words he had spoken. Her body wavered slightly.

As she had suspected, her thinking was indeed too naive. Even if she were to spend a month playing the role of Nathaniel’s wife, he still wouldn’t let her and Elliot go.

From the looks of it, she had no other choice but to cut ties with Nathaniel and take Elliot away.

However, she couldn’t trouble Calvin anymore.

Cecilia took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, contemplating how to leave with Elliot on her own.

Bang!

Downstairs, the sound of Nathaniel slamming the door as he left could be heard.

Cecilia sat alone on a chair, deep in thought. After a long while, she realized that only if Nathaniel allowed her to meet Elliot in private, and take Elliot out of Spring Forest Manor, could she possibly escape.

But how am I supposed to leave Tudela after taking Elliot away?

Quickly, Cecilia thought of someone. She used the phone Sven had given her and dialed at familiar number.

“Hello.” The call was promptly answered, carrying the familiar voice of a middle–aged man.

Jenkins, it’s

voice, Norman was taken aback.

“Yeah.”

these years?” Norman asked, filled with

a long story, Mr. Jenkins. Could you possibly do me a

the lawyer whom Regas trusted the most when he was alive, and

right; what’s the matter? Go ahead and tell

abroad, and this matter must be

it with money, but Nathaniel would be able to trace it easily if she were

any hesitation,

might you

“The sooner, the better.””

“Understood.”

would take at least a week or

devise a plan to get

call history. She sat in her chair, feeling

anyone what the

marriage. Throughout the three years of matrimony, Nathaniel had persistently targeted the Smith family. He seized Smith Corporation’s projects in the business world, and when Smith Corporation was at its

her. If he

not leave

Lily was kneeling on the icy, damp floor. Her face was streaked with tears and her eyes were

Mr. Rainsworth. My actions were all because I was too jealous of Cecilia. We grew up together since childhood,