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.

I’m carrying isn’t Nathaniel’s. If you don’t believe me, you can always

Ask my son?

felt a pang of sorrow. He couldn’t even recall his own name

genuinely loved Nathaniel, that despite your shortcomings, you were kind. How have you become so heartless

her frustration, Elena opened the door

the discharge

the hospital, it was snowing heavily. In no time, she was

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covered in snow.

of redness

Sven’s car

car, he opened up a large umbrella and started

in, Ms.

“Okay.”

Cecilia nodded.

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

change? Why? Does being kind mean allowing ourselves to be walked all over? Why can’t I be

without a single fault. Yet, she was ultimately just described as “not outstanding,

her desire for freedom, her wish to

heavily to the point

mirrored her serene face, which at some point,

tracks.