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

Chapter 235 Return To The Past

Nathaniel’s brows furrowed slightly as he studied Cecilia. “Isn’t this what you wanted?” he asked. genuinely perplexed by her reaction.

Beyond this, he truly couldn’t fathom why Cecilia had suddenly returned to the country if not to reclaim what was rightfully hers.

Cecilia was taken aback by his words.

“After all these years, any resentment should have been vented by now. Sign the dwell on the past,” Nathaniel added, his voice calm and almost dismissive..

papers, let’s not

Hearing these words, Cecilia suddenly found Nathaniel’s demeanor to be darkly amusing. They had reached this point–this painful, heart–wrenching point–and yet, he seemed to believe that simply returning the Smith family’s assets would somehow erase the past.

Without a word, Cecilia clenched the contract in her hand and walked over to the shredder at the side of the room. Without hesitation, she fed the contract into it, watching as the papers. transformed into a pile of shredded bits.

“I’m telling you this with utmost seriousness,” she said, her voice steady and resolute, “It’s not about letting bygones be bygones. I simply don’t want to be with you anymore.”

Even though she had clearly given up, she still had to keep up an act. But pretending any longer, pretending that everything could somehow be fixed, was just too exhausting.

At that moment, Cecilia felt a desperate need to whisk Elliot away, to disappear forever from Tudela and escape this twisted cycle of manipulation and control.

visibly stunned by Cecilia’s actions. He didn’t dare to stay in the room any longer and

generously returning the Smith family’s assets to her, she would undoubtedly be overjoyed and grateful. He had expected

it to

eyes, deep and now filled with icy mockery, locked onto Cecilia’s as

still eleven days left.” She

Elliot and herself go, to finally set them

evaporated in that moment. His voice was laced with a mix of anger and

overwhelming as he cornered her. Without warning, he lifted her up into his arms, his grip firm

moments as a couple?” he hissed, his tone

from falling. She struggled against him,

throat tightened, and his voice turned even darker. “Weren’t you the one who used to flirt with me at the office?” he taunted.

and only a single dim light remained in

kiss her, his actions driven by a mix of anger and

were about to meet, Cecilia suddenly felt a wave of discomfort in her stomach. An intense urge

outside, his expression darkening as he listened to the sounds of her retching

she really that repulsed

one cigarette after another, only to snuff them out

an explanation from Cecilia–demand to know what exactly about him she found

“Come in,” Nathaniel barked.

Nathaniel’s tense posture and the dark look on his face–a clear picture of unfulfilled desires and