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

Chapter 1231 Cannot Stop Crying

Maybe he’s just toying with you. He doesn’t have to take any responsibility.

Nathaniel’s words echoed around Cecilia like a haunting melody. In an instant, her eyes welled up with

Tears.

“So that’s how you’ve seen me all along,” she said, her voice bitter. “You’ve always asked me why I refused to remarry. Do you understand now? In your eyes, I’m just a woman whose feelings can be toyed with by others.”

Her voice trembled as she continued, “Nicholas, Eric, Calvin–these three men. Do you think less of me because I have a child and am still entangled with them?”

Cecilia vividly remembered the first time Nathaniel had misunderstood her relationship with Calvin, wrongly believing something had happened between themh.

But during those four to five years abroad, not once had she even held Calvin’s hand. Their relationship had remained firmly in the realm of friendship.

Nathaniel stared at Cecilia’s reddening eyes and only then realized he had spoken out of turn. Regret hit him instantly.

He stepped forward to embrace her, but Cecilia recoiled, her emotions overwhelming her. Tears began to stream down her cheeks, one after another. She didn’t know why she was crying, but the injustice of it all felt too much to bear.

significant man she had been involved with.

down, it seemed that Nathaniel always harbored the

go of me, I need some time alone,” Cecilia said, her voice barely above

damp with her tears. Panic gripped him as he gently wiped her face, his touch tender but frantic. “Don’t cry. I didn’t mean it that way he murmured,

wouldn’t stop. Perhaps it was the pregnancy hormones amplifying her emotions, or maybe it

home,” she

filled with regret and fear, wasn’t going to let her leave so easily. “Let’s eat first. We can talk about going back later,” he coaxed,

replaying in his mind. He was afraid–terrified, really–that Cecilia might

a sense of urgency, Nathaniel fetched the bowl of oatmeal again and tried to feed it to

felt like throwing up and had absolutely

a little,

you to go hungry,”

Cannot

away, her voice sharp.

and the floor. Nathaniel, normally so

you,” he said gently, “I’ll

tidying the mess himself Cecilia, exhausted both physically and

at the international airport, staring at