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

Chapter 296 Selfish For Once

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Nathaniel gently released his hold on Cecilia, his face returning to its usual icy demeanor.

Cecilia assumed he had pretended to lose his memory but eventually stopped putting on an act after she had told him off.

With that, she stood up. “I will reopen the divorce proceedings.”

Then, she picked up her purse and left.

Once outside, she found Elena standing in the corridor, waiting for her.

Seeing her emerge, she stood in her way. “Even with Nathaniel’s current state, you still want a divorce?”

Cecilia knew she couldn’t afford to be soft–hearted at that moment. She looked at Elena with an indifferent gaze.

“Did any of you ever spare a thought for me when my father died in a car accident, when our family slowly fell into ruin, when my hearing deteriorated, and when I was grappling with severe depression?”

She continued, “You knew very well that your son never touched me, and yet you persistently sent me fertility medicine. Did you ever consider how I felt?”

Elena was left speechless from the verbal lashing, but she refused to back down just like that.

“But you’re carrying a child of the Rainsworth family in your womb. You can’t leave. Even if

you want a divorce, you must leave the child behind!”

Cecilia felt relieved that she hadn’t revealed out of pity last night that the child in her belly was. Nathaniel’s.

smirk, she iterated, “I’ve told you countless times, Mdm. Elena, the child I’m carrying isn’t Nathaniel’s. If you don’t believe me,

Ask my son?

He couldn’t even recall his own name now; how, then, could he possibly know

I used to think you genuinely loved Nathaniel, that despite your shortcomings, you were kind. How have

opened the door to

completed the discharge

out of the hospital, it was

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covered in snow.

vast expanse of snowfall. A faint hint of redness welled up in the corners of her eyes, leaving an

Sven’s car had pulled

the car, he opened up a large umbrella

in, Ms.

“Okay.”

Cecilia nodded.

heat was clearly on, she still felt waves of cold washing

to Vivian’s residence, she quietly asked, his voice barely a whisper, “Why can’t people change? Why? Does being kind mean allowing ourselves to be walked all over? Why can’t I be selfish for once? Why

wholeheartedly devoted to Nathaniel, without a single

her desire for freedom, her wish to divorce him, had somehow turned her into

to fall even more heavily to the point where Cecilia could barely make

car window mirrored her serene face, which at some

tracks.