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

Chapter 227 Have A Look Yourself

“It’s been quite some time; you’ve changed so much,” Miranda said with a smile, extending her hand toward Cecilia.

Cecilia, however, didn’t reciprocate the gesture. Instead, she offered a polite smile and replied, “You haven’t really changed much.”

Miranda’s expression momentarily stiffened, her hand lingering in the air before she pulled it back with a slight awkwardness. “Do you mind stepping out for a chat?” she suggested, regaining her composure quickly.

Miranda had married into the Rainsworth family before Cecilia. Back when Cecilia had just gotten engaged to Nathaniel, Mirand would often visit, engaging her in seemingly caring conversations, playing the role of an affectionate older sister.

It wasn’t until after Cecilia married Nathaniel that Miranda’s true nature began to reveal itself, especially after Cecilia’s father passed away and her family’s influence began to wane.

It had to be admitted–some people were naturally gifted when it came to acting.

As they walked along the winding path, Miranda’s voice was soft, almost as if she was sharing a secret. “Did you know? Five years ago, when I heard of your supposed death, I couldn’t sleep a wink that night. I had just become pregnant with Felix, and the stress almost caused a miscarriage.”

In the world of adults, there were things understood but left unsaid.

she responded, “Is that because you were scared? Afraid that I might come looking for you in

missed an opportunity to cause trouble for Cecilia

a project overseas. The Rainsworth family had been on edge, and Cecilia, determined not to let any harm befall

had gone to Daprein alone, searching for him. In that unfamiliar place, she had been fortunate enough to meet one of Nathaniel’s business partners. Not

everything. She spread vicious rumors, claiming Cecilia had gone to Daprein to seduce a wealthy

of Niel, he

day and night. This was just one of many

didnt reach ner eyes as she sang sense

outside a secluded courtyard. The location wasn’t far from where Nathaniel resided, and Cecilia found the place

had never set foot in this area again. She had once inquired with a housekeeper about the purpose of this place, but

the courtyard, Miranda’s tone grew more cryptic. “Ceci, didn’t you once tell me that Nathaniel sought you out in the middle of

newly engaged to Nathaniel, before she truly understood the dynamics of the

now. “Yes, what about it?” she asked, her brow furrowing

a question that’s been bothering me,” she said, her voice carrying

Cecilia. There was something in Miranda’s tone