When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 253 The Blood Test Results

A loud boom echoed in Nathaniel’s mind.

“Did you send someone to look for them?”

“I’ve searched everywhere, but I didn’t see her.”

Nathaniel clutched his mobile phone tightly. In that instant, all his hopes and dreams seemed to have vanished.

After hanging up the call, he appeared calm as he told the driver.. “Drive faster!”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

“Understood.“”

The driver hadn’t even realized something was amiss when, in less than a minute, he was ushered out of the car by Nathaniel.

Nathaniel personally drove the car, his foot flooring the accelerator with no regard for his safety. as he sped toward Spring Forest Manor.

On the road, he didn’t forget to call his bodyguard. “Find Cecilia immediately.

If you can’t find her, you might as well kill yourselves!”

Even though it was only a twenty–minute drive, he felt the journey was exceptionally long.

He repeatedly dialed Cecilia’s number, but each time, there was no answer.

Nathaniel’s eyes had turned red.

Finally arriving at Spring Forest Manor, he burst into the mansion.

The housekeeper, frightened, handed him a letter along with two blood test results.

The letter was inscribed with elegant handwriting: Nathaniel, by the time you read this letter, I should have already left Tudela. Please, don’t come looking for me, I beg you! We both know there’s no love between us, so why should we despise each other? You never loved me back then, but I don’t hate you, nor resent you for it because I know I have gotten the wrong person all along.

What does she mean by that?

Nathaniel’s hand, holding the letter, trembled slightly.

The letter read: Before leaving, I didn’t want someone else to continue taking credit my credit. Whether you believe it or not, I still need to tell you the truth. Back then, it was me who saved Zachary and your mother. If you don’t believe me, you can check the blood test results. One sample belongs to me, and the other to Stella. If my memory serves me right, your mother and I share the same O–type blood, while Stella has A- type blood. It would have been impossible for her to donate blood to your mother.

Stella’s blood test report was something Cecilia had managed to obtain only after going through considerable trouble.

The letter read: If you don’t trust the report I’ve given you, then you’re welcome to verify it yourself. This is everything I had wanted to say. Take care, and goodbye..

The last sentence felt particularly jarring to him.

Nathaniel didn’t bother to check the blood test results. All he wanted at that moment was to find. Cecilia. He needed to confront her, to understand why she had slipped away secretly once again.

Clearly, this time, he didn’t behave as he had in the past.

Holding the letter, Nathaniel mobilized everyone for the search, himself included.

For the entire day and night, he didn’t sleep at all.

In the wee hours of the morning, a heavy snowfall had blanketed Tudela.

Nathaniel sat quietly in the car, listening to the report from his subordinate over the phone.

“Martha vanished from Erihal half a month ago, and Cecilia has not gone back there.”

Half a month ago. She has been contemplating leaving since then, while I was contemplating on how to make her not leave me..

The secretary handling the property transfer happened to call, informing him that all the procedures for transferring the Smith residence had been successfully completed.

Without uttering a word, Nathaniel drove off to the Smith residence.

Back then, he had picked her up from there when he brought her back to Daltonia Villa.

When he stepped out of the car, Mason held an umbrella for him. “Mr. Rainsworth, don’t worry. We’ll definitely find them.”

“Go get some rest.”

“And what about you?” Mason asked, puzzled.

“I have something else to attend to.”

At that moment, Nathaniel was extraordinarily calm, but this calmness was somehow intimidating.

After Mason left, Nathaniel stood alone in the snow.

In the morning, when Mason came over again, he saw a large snowman built outside the Smith residence.

Nathaniel was surprisingly still around. He stepped forward and asked Mason, good?”

Does it look

“She used to always enjoy building snowmen, isn’t it quite childish?”