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

Chapter 268 Escaping Together

Cecilia’s heart clenched at his words. It was his first time being someone’s husband, but it was also her first time being his wife. Her eyes were filled with indifference. “Nathaniel, go back to Tudela. Don’t make me despise you.”

Nathaniel held her stiffly, his voice hoarse. “I’m not going back. I have all the time and patience in the world.”

As she looked at him, confusion filled Cecilia’s mind. “You’ve never liked me. Why are you so insistent on clinging to me now?”

A lump formed in Nathaniel’s throat. “I never even considered divorce!” he declared, rising from under the covers. “Whenever you need something, come to me. From now on, I’m your landlord.”

Nathaniel left without Cecilia realizing it. It was only after she reached out to her previous landlord in the middle of the night that she discovered the house had already been sold. She had. no choice but to change the electronic lock.

Recently, Cecilia had composed a new piece of music, and a business owner was interested in discussing a potential partnership for copyright royalties. Coincidentally, this person was in the area and had arranged to meet with Cecilia that day.

She prepared early in the morning, ready to seal the deal. Because she had given Nathaniel a significant amount of money, her funds were somewhat tight. Securing this collaboration would substantially boost her annual income.

charge from the other company. was a man from Lushtopia, known to have some wealth. He preferred to be addressed by his

Cecille?” The man was surprised and delighted to find that the renowned composer was a young

expected the other party to speak Clusian. “Yes, that’s me.

out to

was

as Cecilia was about to pull her hand back, he tightened his grip, staring straight at her. “I have a soft spot for Aplothian girls,

was no stranger to verbal harassment. With a composed demeanor,

settling down as he licked his lips. “You Aplothian

common for Adrunean men to lack

towering over Cecilia. “How about this? If you spend the night

She grabbed her bag, ready to leave. But the man wasn’t willing to let things go and reached

her pepper spray from her bag and sprayed it directly at him. The man cursed in pain as

grown accustomed to these situations. Thus, she

Sven, she realized she had lost one of her hearing aids–likely during her earlier struggle. Unable to reach Sven, Cecilia soon found herself cornered. Before she could pull out her phone, it was slapped our of her