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

Chapter 275 Sever Ties

At that moment, Cecilia made up her mind–she had to sever all ties with Nathaniel.

The night brought a fierce storm, blanketing everything in a sudden flurry of snow.

Cecilia found herself securely enveloped in Nathaniel’s arms, her throat dry and parched. “I want some water,” she murmured weakly, devoid of energy.

Nathaniel’s narrow eyes widened slightly as he reached for a bottle of water on the bedside table. The bite marks on his hand were still clearly visible, along with the marks on his shoulders and his cracked lips.

He handed the bottle to Cecilia, who took a few sips, feeling slightly better. However, a wave of nausea rose in her stomach, making her feel particularly sick.

“Ugh!” She couldn’t bear it any longer. She pried away Nathaniel’s hand and bent over the edge of

the bed, dry heavin

Nathaniel rose up and reached out to pat her back. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

Cecilia abruptly pulled away from his grasp. “Don’t touch me!”

Nathaniel’s hand froze mid–air.

looked at him coldly.

and grasped her face firmly. “I’m

the time or energy to keep indulging her antics. Releasing her, Nathaniel rose from the bed, donned his bathrobe,

room.

she had realized that

a call to Vivian. “Vivian,

by the door her suitcase packed and ready. When Nathaniel emerged, his bodyguard followed

prepared to forcibly take Cecilia away, but to his surprise, she was patiently waiting at the door. Dressed in a

Cecilia replied, her expression

followed the pair as they

know was that someone had been covertly

jacket, stepped out of the airport. A flurry of white snow fell, blanketing everything in a pristine layer of white. She couldn’t help but

Nathaniel was about to pull her into his arms, a clear voice

sound and saw Vivian waving at her from

television or in newspapers. The man stood tall, with strikingly handsome features. Surrounded