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.

countless times, Mdm. Elena, the child I’m carrying isn’t Nathaniel’s. If

Ask my son?

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

you end up like this, Cecilia? I used to think you genuinely loved Nathaniel, that despite your shortcomings, you were kind. How have you become so heartless now? You truly

Elena opened the door to Nathaniel’s

the

was snowing heavily.

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covered in snow.

vast expanse of snowfall. A faint hint of redness welled up in the corners of her

long, Sven’s car had pulled

opened up a large umbrella

in, Ms.

“Okay.”

Cecilia nodded.

hopped into the vehicle. Even though the heat was clearly on, she still felt waves of cold

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 can’t I think of myself for

devoted to Nathaniel, without a single fault. Yet, she

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

fall even more heavily to the point

face, which at some

tracks.