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.

discussing him with someone online earlier, but she felt a strange sense of embarrassment. She hurriedly walked past Nathaniel, avoiding

contact.

his gaze deep and unreadable. He couldn’t help

She’s heartless!

up to Cecilia. As he reached her side, he spoke nonchalantly, “Is this how

was the first time Cecilia had heard the term used in reference to Nathaniel. She stopped in her tracks, surprised, and looked

her, his deep

Cecilia replied, “I’ve already thanked you for what happened last night. If you’re unsatisfied, I don’t have any other solutions. You said it yourself–you’re my ex–husband. As your ex–wife, when I was in danger, you stepped in to help. That wasn’t just about moral. obligation,

wrong impression, leading him to believe she

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going?” he asked.

pursed her lips. “It’s none of your business,”

of bitterness in his eyes as he watched her leave. Frustrated, 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, Nathaniel quietly

communicating with others in a foreign language. He remembered how she had struggled when she first sought

words echoed in his mind, “Actually, I felt quite liberated and happy after the divorce. The