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

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Chapter 211 Being Framed

The surroundings were so quiet that it seemed like the only sounds were those of the wind and. rustling leaves.

Cecilia stared at Nathaniel’s familiar face, unsure of how to begin. In the end, all she could muster was, “I'm

sorry, sorry, I...”

Before she could even finish her sentence, Nathaniel interrupted her abruptly.

“Not with you.”

Cecilia's pupils constricted abruptly. Then, Nathaniel continued in a harsh tone, “Do you think a man will choose

to have children with a woman who betrayed him and bore someone else’s child?”

Without waiting for her response, Nathaniel quickly strode toward the room.

Once he reached his room, he tossed his coat aside in frustration.

When he expressed his desire for a child just a moment ago, it was only upon hearing her imminent refusal that

he realized how ridiculous he had been. It was then that he truly understood the absurdity of his actions that day.

He couldn’t believe he had agreed to play the role of that child’s father for a day...

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Just how desperate was he for a child of his own that he was willing to beca father to someone else’s child?

Cecilia stood alone in the wind outside the mansion with Nathaniel’s words echoing in her mind.

Do you think a man will choose to have children with a woman who betrayed him and bore someone else’s child?

With a calm expression, she steadily made her way into the living room.

She was alone in the living room, which felt exceptionally empty. This situation inevitably brought back

memories from five years ago.

She didn’t fancy being alone in such a vast space, so she returned to her room.

She pulled out her mobile phone and started playing soft music, which brought calm to her turmoil-filled heart.

A sudden clap of thunder sounded outside the window while a streak of lightning flashed across the sky.

Before long, the rain was pouring heavily with no intention to stop.

Cecilia was lost in her thoughts as she stared at the rain outside, oblivious to the passage of time. Just as she

was about to drift off to sleep, the sound of a car engine broke the silence. Shortly after, the doorbell rang.

Who would possibly cat this hour?

Cecilia didn’t know whether Nathaniel had fallen asleep. When she opened the door, she saw Stella standing at

the doorway in a patient's gown with a bandage wrapped around her neck. She was drenched from the rain, and

her face was pale.

Stella didn’t anticipate Cecilia to open the door. Stunned, it took her a while before she demanded, “Where's

Nathaniel?”

“I don’t know,”

Cecilia didn’t feel obligated to tell her, so she shifted away, ready to leave.

At that moment, Stella saw Nathaniel walking toward them. She abruptly grabbed Cecilia's hand, then leaned

back and tumbled down the staircase at the entrance.

At the entrance, and on the stairs laid with marble slabs, there was a loud “boom”. It sounded like bones

shattering.

Before Cecilia could react, she was abruptly pulled away by Nathaniel who had approached her from behind..

Nathaniel quickly stepped forward.

Stella could be seen lying on the ground, the fresh blood from her head mixing with the rain.

Nathaniel immediately dialed the emergency hotline.

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After being shoved by Nathaniel, Cecilia stumbled a few steps before regaining her balance. When she looked at

Stella again, she saw that her face was pale. “Cecilia, why did you push me?” Stella asked weakly.

Stella never grew tired of this method of framing others.

More importantly, it seemed to Nathaniel that Cecilia had pushed Stella.

After Nathaniel called the ambulance and heard Stella’s words, he glared at Cecilia. “Didn't | tell you that | don’t

want her to die in Tudela?”

At that moment, Cecilia had no way to prove her innocence.

However, she didn’t want to shoulder the bljust like that.

“I didn’t push her. If you don’t believe me, then so be it.”

All she wanted was to speak the truth, but she didn’t want to explain herself to someone who didn’t love her.

Clutching her injured head, Stella staggered to her feet and looked at Nathaniel.

“Nathaniel, is this how you protect me? She has bulliedover and over again. Do | really have. to be on my «

deathbed before you decide to help me?”

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