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

Doll 1762

Chapter 1762 Nicholas Visits Cassandra

Time crawled by, each passing second more unbearable than the last.

She had no one left to turn to. It wasn't until the following day that she finally managed to get in touch with Nicholas.

She had initially thought Nicholas wouldn't come. Yet, he did.

The moment she saw him, Cassandra hastily smoothed down her disheveled hair, doing her best to make herself look presentable.

She sat across from him, her eyes brimmed with affection as she gazed at him. "Nicholas, thank you for coming to see me," she said softly.

"But Nicholas remained unmoved. His expression was cold, detached.

"You don't need to thank me. I came here to tell you something."

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Cassandra frowned slightly. "What is it?"

Nicholas asked, "Do you remember how you were humiliated back then?"

had long buried came rushing back-nightmares she had

face paled. "Nicholas... what

in his chair, exuding an air of

struck Cassandra like a bolt

him. No wonder she had never been able to uncover the culprit. It had

if her blood had run cold. She slammed her hands against the table, her voice

had always been ruthless-toward her biological mother, her adoptive mother, everyone. But she had never wronged

couldn't believe he would do that

her without an ounce of guilt, his voice as indifferent as ever. "You were the one who crossed

deepened. "How did I

you really think I wouldn't notice the drug you slipped me? Did you honestly believe I didn't know who was behind

as she demanded, "You did all this for

them against the table, her frustration erupting. "Why? Just why? Why does everyone choose

bloodshot as the table trembled under the force of

hold of her. "Calm down! Or we'll take you

warning, forcing herself to

lowered her gaze, masking the turmoil flickering beneath her

could you treat me

remained unmoved. Not a shred of

to be said," he remarked, rising from his seat. "You'd