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

Chapter 1012 Found Someone New "Nathaniel, when do we set off?" Jessica asked impatiently.

"After nine," Nathaniel responded tersely.

He had set the tto meet Cecilia at half past nine.

After hearing that, Jessica felt as though a weight had been lifted off her chest. However, she still asked with a hint of concern, "Should we inform Aunt Elena and the rest about such a significant matter as divorce?" "Only inform them after the divorce.

Naturally, Nathaniel had to inform the other members of the Rainsworth family.

Otherwise, they wouldn't know about the divorce.

Upon hearing his words, Jessica thought Nathaniel was determined to leave Cecilia.

"That's true. You now have the right to decide whether to marry or divorce." Leaning back in his chair, Nathaniel found his annoyance growing as he listened to Jessica's incessant chatter. "Could you quiet down a bit?" he finally asked.

Jessica's face turned a shade of red, feeling utterly embarrassed and wishing she could find a hole to crawl into. The housekeeper nearby almost burst into laughter, immediately covering her mouth.

It was clear to everyone that Nathaniel had no fondness for Jessica. It was just that Jessica had no shame. Jessica genuinely thought it was easier for a woman to pursue a man.

Finally, nine o'clock had arrived.

Eagerly, Jessica followed Nathaniel into the car.

Mason was seated in the passenger seat, and he found it slightly odd when he saw Jessica following him.

into the car.

"Ms. Quill, why are you- Before he could finish his sentence, Nathaniel interrupted him, saying, "I'm the one who asked her to calong." Upon hearing that, Mason didn't say anything further.

He was increasingly finding it difficult to understand what Nathaniel was thinking, Around twenty minutes past nine, they arrived at the entrance of the City Hall.

Cecilia had been waiting there for quite stime.

Mason caught sight of her figure and cautioned Nathaniel, "Mr. Rainsworth, Mrs. Rainsworth has arrived." "Okay." Nathaniel nodded solemnly and turned to Jessica. "You lead the way for me." "All right." Eager to get out, Jessica hastily stepped out of the car. After opening the door, she immediately reached out to assist Nathaniel.

Nathaniel was not fond of her touch, enduring the discomfort.

From a distance, Cecilia stood, having slept soundly the night before. When she woke up, her mind was significantly clearer.

The more she thought about it, the more it didn't add up. I know a marriage reaching its end usually has a cause and effect, but even a casual relationship would show signs before a breakup, right? I haven't seen a single sign prior to this... Something is clearly off Cecilia decided to give herself and Nathaniel another chance to clarify what had actually happened and understand everything thoroughly, so as to avoid any misunderstandings later on.

Cecilia had been mulling over it in her mind, but the moment she saw Jessica holding onto the hem of Nathaniel's clothes, all rational thoughts flew out of her head. "Heh..." As the man and woman drew closer, Cecilia was desperately trying to suppress her tumultuous emotions. "Nathaniel, why did you bring her here if we're getting a divorce?" she asked.

"Of course, he's afraid you'd change your mind." Jessica replied, taking over the conversation. "I've cwith Nathaniel so that he wouldn't be easily deceived." Change my mind? Deceived? Cecilia was rendered speechless.

Cecilia, I appreciate your support forand Nathaniel." Jessica said. "Standing here, I hope you won't be reluctant to go through with the divorce." During this time, Nathaniel didn't utter a single word.

Cecilia scoffed, then understood what had been unclear before. “I see... That's why you suddenly wanted a divorce, Mr. Rainsworth. You've already found someone new. You two must be exhausted from putting on a show in front ofbefore. Rest assured, both of you. I'm not the type to pester someone. We're getting divorced right now!" Cecilia was the first to step into the City Hall.

The last tshe was here, it seemed to be about five or six years ago.

Back then, the two of them had discussed divorce, but because of a cool off period, they never actually went through with it.

This time, there was nothing that could stop them from divorcing each other.

Under the watchful eyes of the staff, the two of them signed their respective names.

Since Nathaniel had given a heads-up in advance, the divorce proceedings between the two were quite straightforward. It was all settled within half an hour.

Cecilia still remembered that their wedding ceremony had also lasted less than half an hour. Marriage and O divorce. In a brief span of time, we ctogether, only to part ways again. With the red divorce certificate in hand, Cecilia made her way to the door. The weather outside was bleak.

Mason also emerged with Nathaniel.

Observing the impending rain, Mason couldn't help but ask, "Mrs.

Rainsworth, did you drive here yourself? Would you like a ride back?" Cecilia looked back at him. “Nathaniel and I are already divorced. Mr. Sanders, please refrain from addressing incorrectly." After she finished speaking, she disappeared into the crowd.

She hadn't driven her car that day. Instead, she had walked all the way there.

Perhaps it was an attempt to experience the feelings before the divorce.

Even then, Cecilia vividly remembered when she and Nathaniel registered their marriage. They hadn't even had their wedding ceremony yet, and her father was still alive.

They went to the City Hall together. On the way there, her heart was pounding as if it was about to flight. Yet, Nathaniel seemed unusually calm, as if he was merely completing a task. Looking back then, it was simply because there was no love.

Cecilia wasn't sure how long she had been walking when, as expected, a gentle drizzle began to fall from the sky.

At that moment, she had beca billionaire, and she was supposed to feel happy. Yet, for sreason, she just couldn't muster the joy.

A car then slowly pulled up beside Cecilia. The window was rolled down, revealing a face that couldn't be more familiar.

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