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

Chapter 120

Prev Chapter
Background

Font family

Font size

Line hieght

Full frame
Yes No

No line breaks
Yes No
Next Chapter

Chapter 120 Not My First TSeeing It

Finished

Nathaniel didn’t pause; he scoffed coldly, “It seems like Calvin doesn’t love you as much as you think. How long

has he been neglecting you?”

This time, Cecilia was truly infuriated. When she cto her senses and raised her hand to strike him again,

Nathaniel decisively grabbed her wrist. “Did | hit a nerve?”

Cecilia didn’t feel like explaining at all. Over the years, her relationship with Calvin was just like that of ordinary

friends. “It seems like your desperation now is because Stella doesn’t love you, isn’t it?”

Two can play this game.

Nathaniel sneered coldly, “I'm not like you.” He had never laid a finger on Stella.

Cecilia laughed, “What's so different? We're two of a kind. You think you're any better than me? | used to think

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

you were deeply affectionate, but now it seems that was all there was to it. Does. Stella know what you've

done?”

Nathaniel was not at all angry. He didn’t respond but firmly held Cecilia in his embrace. Cecilia bit down hard on

his shoulder. Nathaniel sharply inhaled in pain, yet he didn’t let her go. Instead, he lowered his head and kissed

her.

Over the years, he had dreamt of this scenacountless times. Cecilia was taken aback, realizing that now

wasn't the tto be angry-rather, it was an opportunity to seize. She ceased to resist.

Under the veil of darkness, Nathaniel could not discern Cecilia's expression. However, noticing her change, he

was evidently puzzled. His voice was hoarse as he asked, “It seems like you're cooperating with me?”

Cecilia's pupils constricted. The next moment, Nathaniel paused and promptly turned off the bedside lamp.

Instinctively, Cecilia shielded her own body. Nathaniel’s voice caught in his throat. “It’s not like it's my first time

seeing it,” he paused, before changing the subject, “Does Calvin know how honest your body is? Hmm?”

Cecilia was caught between anger and embarrassment, looking at him in disbelief.

Is he takingfor a fool?

When Nathaniel regained his composure, he glanced at Cecilia without uttering another word. He then got up

and headed to the bathroom, where he showered under cold water for quite a

while.

Afterward, he returned and once again embraced Cecilia, drifting off into a deep slumber. Cecilia, however, found

sleep elusive.

Her mind was not only occupied by the events of the evening but also by the words spoken by Nathaniel. She

clenched her palm tightly, unsure of how much thad passed. Only when

She wasn’t sure where to go, so she ended up on the balcony. There, she braced against the cold wind and

listened to the sound of rain outside. After an indeterminable length of thad passed, the occasional murmur

from Nathaniel’s sleep talk could be heard within the room.

“Cecilia. I'm not feeling well... You heartless creature, you shouldn't have cback...

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

When Cecilia returned to the room, she could hear herself being cursed. Suddenly, she felt as if the years of

affection she felt for him were particularly unworthy.

Standing at the edge of the bed, she peered at the face she had adored for almost half her life under the dim

light. A sudden urge to slap it hard washed over her, but in the end, she held herself back.

Indeed, I'm heartless. | should have let you keep mistreatingafter you started, shouldn't 1? | should have

always been at your service, never leaving your side, right?”

Nathaniel fell into a high fever once again. In his delirious state, he listened to Cecilia's complaints. Annoyed, he

closed his eyes and reached out for her.

Cecilia took a step back, avoiding him, before she opened the bedroom door and left. Not long after she left, she

heard the heavy thud of a man falling onto the floor in the bedroom.

This time. Cecilia didn’t show any mercy. She spent the night on the living room couch downstairs.

When Nathaniel woke up, he was plagued by a throbbing headache, accompanied by a slight fever. He realized

he was once again lying on the ground.

Looking up toward the bed, he noted the absence of Cecilia, and his brows furrowed in confusion. Stepping out of ads by

the bedroom and standing on the second floor, he spotted a small figure curled up on the couch. Pubfuture

Report chapter Comments

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

Notify