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

Chapter 278 She Used To Love Me Deeply

The message on Nathaniel’s screen read: Thank you for your assistance. To be honest, I’ve been in dire need of collaboration lately. Also, I’m not sure why you inquired about my divorce earlier, but I want to tell you that even though my marriage was less than perfect, it doesn’t mean all marriages are doomed. If you’re experiencing any issues in your own marriage, I hope you find a resolution. I wish for you and your wife to find happiness.

As Nathaniel read,

lengthy message, a complex mix of emotions surged through him. He couldn’t help but type out a response: But it seems like she doesn’t love me anymore, what should I do?

Cecilia was in a daze when she heard her phone ring. She picked it up and saw it was a message from the person in charge with whom she had signed a contract carlier. She hadn’t anticipated that the other party would actually be going through marital issues, nor did she expect them to respond so candidly.

Cecilia typed back: Is there some kind of misunderstanding between you two?

Nathaniel paused, considering his reply carefully: I wasn’t good to her in the past…

He quickly typed: She used to love me deeply.

to send it, he deleted the message instead. After all, the

treated her poorly in the past. Now, she’s with someone else, and they even

a literal standpoint,

the other side: It’s all right, I won’t let her go, even if the one

isn’t me!

had already logged off. She considered leaving a comforting message for this kind–hearted individual who had assisted

was standing there. “Awake yet?” he

Nathaniel noticed her subtle actions, aware that she had been

her expression unchanged as she

Nathaniel didn’t press further.

up, Cecilia sat down in the dining room for a steaming hot breakfast. Her appetite had increased lately, but she found it difficult to stomach meat, the smell alone making her nauseous. However, she couldn’t reveal her discomfort in front of Nathaniel. She excused herself to the restroom, turned the faucet on full blast, and threw

multiple layers of clothing. As they prepared to head out, he even draped his own overcoat over her. “Where are we going?” Cecilia asked, not feeling up to