When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 233 Do It Tonight

Stella’s reasons for her bold statement to Nathaniel were twofold. First, she wanted to gauge if he would become jealous, and second, she genuinely considered seeking out other options.

After all, in Tudela, there were plenty of wealthy and powerful individuals who would be interested in her. With her looks and current status, marrying into a wealthy family wouldn’t be a difficult feat. She couldn’t allow herself to remain fixated on Nathaniel any longer.

“Understood,” Nathaniel replied with unsettling calmness before getting straight into his car. The vehicle quickly drove away, leaving Stella standing alone, a deep sense of injustice washing over her.

From behind, her best friend Yvette hurried over, her high heels clicking on the pavement. “Stella, what happened? Did Mr. Rainsworth reject you?” she asked, concern lacing her voice.

Stella’s expression soured, but she forced a lie. “He didn’t say much, probably just upset.”

Yvette tried to console her, saying, “It seems like Mr. Rainsworth still has feelings for weren’t for that deaf girl coming back, he would have surely married you.”

you. If it

Stella knew this was a lie she had told herself countless times. Despite Cecilia’s absence for four to five years, Nathaniel had never once considered marrying Stella. Deep down, she knew that.

“I never really thought he would marry me,” Stella admitted, her voice tinged with loss. “After all, I’m just an orphan, completely unworthy of him.”

Yvette nodded sympathetically. She, too, had always thought Nathaniel’s affection for Stella was unique. Perhaps his reluctance to marry her was due to the significant disparity in their social status.

“Don’t think like that, Stella. You know, in our circle, you’re truly exceptional. We all rely on our parents, but you–you’ve made it on your own. If Nathaniel doesn’t marry you, there are plenty of others who would. What’s the big deal if he’s not in the picture?”

Stella nodded, though her heart was heavy.

At that moment, an extended Lincoln pulled up in front of them. The car window rolled down, revealing the handsome face of a man inside.

“I won’t keep you any longer, my boyfriend is here to pick me up. Goodbye,” Yvette said cheerfully, heading towards the luxury car.”

Stella watched silently as Yvette got into the car. Then she turned to her assistant and asked, “Who’s Yvette’s boyfriend? Do you know him?”

“He’s the third son of the Murdock family. His father runs a chain of clothing businesses,” the assistant replied.

Stella took a moment to process this information before finally shifting her gaze away, her thoughts clouded with uncertainty.

Back at Rainsworth Manor, Nathaniel returned home, and Cecilia didn’t bring up his encounter with Stella. She had something more pressing on her mind.

“Nathaniel, didn’t you promise to take me to meet Eli today?” she asked, her tone steady.

“Let’s go,” Nathaniel replied, not forgetting his promise. As soon as he returned from the award. ceremony, he had come to find her immediately.

“Can I go alone?” Cecilia asked, her eyes fixed on him.NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Nathaniel studied her closely, sensing that something was amiss. Her behavior since the day. before had been unsettlingly similar to how she acted five years ago, just before she asked for a divorce.

“No.” Nathaniel responded firmly, rejecting quest outright. He couldn’t let her;

her alone; toot much was at stake. He knew that the primary reason she was still with him was because of Elliot.

After a pause, Cecilia pressed on, “After we go together, can I be alone with him? I don’t want to be constantly watched.”

Nathaniel remained silent, his expression unreadable as he considered her request. Eventually, the two of them left the house together.

At Spring Forest Manor, Elliot was on a call with his older brother, Jonathan, discussing their ongoing schemes.

“Jon, did you really get over seven billion from him?” Elliot asked.

“Yeah, I just haven’t figured out how to link up with the overseas account yet,” Jonathan replied.

If Jonathan moved the money now, it would undoubtedly expose their actions.

Their father had some tricks up his sleeve; he hadn’t called the police or continued the investigation. He simply wanted Jonathan to walk right into a trap.

Suddenly, Elliot had an idea. “You could use my address,” he suggested.

Surprise briefly flashed across Jonathan’s eyes, quickly replaced by a grin of delight. “Why didn’t it occur to me to have sc“mbag daddy investigate himself?”

“We’ll do it tonight,” Jonathan agreed, the plan solidifying between the two brothers.