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

Chapter 272 I Was Married Once

Cecilia wasn’t sure why the person on the other end was asking such personal questions, but given how promptly they had transferred the money, she assumed it was out of sympathy, nothing more. So, she decided to continue the conversation.

She typed: Actually, I felt quite liberated and happy after the divorce. The pressure seemed to have lessened.

Nathaniel paused as he read the message from Cecilia on the screen, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. He couldn’t accept it.

He typed back: Why? Is it because you didn’t like him?

Cecilia hesitated before responding. Considering the person on the other end was a stranger, she saw no reason to hide anything. She texted: The decision to leave a marriage is typically made after careful consideration, not just for one reason.

Nathaniel felt a heaviness in his heart. He typed out a few sentences, only to erase them repeatedly, unsure of what to say.

Cecilia messaged: If there’s nothing else, I’m going to log off now. Bye.

Nathaniel closed the chat box, pondering over Cecilia’s words. He sat alone for quite some time, his thoughts a whirlwind. Needing some fresh air, he opened the door, only to see Cecilia walking toward him with a backpack on.

eyes met briefly before Cecilia quickly averted her gaze. Perhaps it was because she had been discussing him with someone online earlier, but she felt a strange sense of embarrassment.

contact.

unreadable. He couldn’t help

She’s heartless!

her side, he spoke nonchalantly, “Is this

Cecilia had heard the term used in reference

her, his deep

unsatisfied, I don’t have any other solutions. You said it yourself–you’re my ex–husband. As your

Nathaniel the wrong impression, leading him to believe she still had feelings for him

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going?” he asked.

your

he punched the wall next to him. If this were the past, he would have let Cecilia be, but now, his boundaries had been crossed time and again. Without hesitation,

went to the mall, and shopped for groceries alone, communicating with others in a foreign language. He remembered how she had struggled when she first sought him out in Daprein, her language skills poor, relying heavily on a translation app that

“Actually, I felt quite liberated