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

Chapter 1082 Your Nicholas Will Not Allow

Jessica nodded. “Yes. He’s not acting like a normal person at all right now.”

The joy in Miranda’s eyes was impossible to hide, yet she feigned regret. “How did this happen?”

“I heard he underwent a surgery, but it didn’t go well and it messed up his brain,” said Jessica.

She had once dreamed of marrying into the Rainsworth family, but that desire was shattered when Nathaniel attempted to strangle her last night. The charming image she had of him faded completely; she could no longer harbor any feelings for him. Nathaniel was now a chaotic, repulsive lunatic. The proud and distinguished man she had once admired had vanished entirely.

“Fate certainly has a way of toying with us,” Miranda sighed, her words dripping with feigned sympathy as she plotted to have Niel transfer Adrian back from the branch company where he had been assigned to do menial tasks.

Jessica, oblivious to Miranda’s true intentions, anxiously pressed, “Miranda, what do you think I should do now? I really don’t want to marry a lunatic.”

Miranda couldn’t care less about who she married.

“You promised Grandpa. Don’t you think it’s inappropriate for you to back out now?” she said.

me with Grandpa Niel? I’m still young. I

known the situation would turn out like this, she definitely wouldn’t

him yourself. I’m hanging up now.” After Miranda finished speaking, she instantly

realized that Miranda had no intention of helping her at all. She dared not voice her regrets to Elena and Niel, leaving her

whenever Nathaniel woke up, she found herself as the primary target for his outbursts. The housekeepers couldn’t help but notice the oddity of it all: Nathaniel was blind, yet somehow, every object he hurled or shattered seemed to find

unlucky,” one of

distance from her, or else we might get caught up in the

Adrian, asking him to come

to find Cecilia, who was still

ex–husband–is now a fool, and

of the situation, but she didn’t bother to look up. “You said it yourself–he’s my ex–husband. Whatever he’s become is no longer my concern. I need to earn a living to support my child. Even if I’m not in the best mood, I still have to focus on my

indifferent Cecilia was,

be

at her and said, “Ms. Miranda, if you don’t

insulting and humiliating Cecilia. However, she was the one