When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 274 Please Divorce Me

Cecilia trembled as Nathaniel held her tightly. “Nathaniel, it’s over between us. Please don’t do this!”

As Nathaniel tugged at her clothes, he responded, “Did you really think you could decide on a divorce all by yourself?”

At that moment, Cecilia realized there was no escape. No matter how much she resisted, it wouldn’t be enough. Desperation set in, and she did the only thing she could think of–she bit down hard on Nathaniel’s shoulder.

He grunted in pain, but he didn’t stop.

The taste of blood filled Cecilia’s mouth, and she stared at him blankly before cursing, “Nathaniel, you b*stard!”

“You’re despicable! You promised you’d never touch me when we got married, and now that I don’t love you anymore, what the hell are you doing?” Her voice was filled with venom and bitterness.

“I misspoke,” she admitted. “It’s not that I don’t love you now. The truth is, I never loved you from the start! You’re not even my type. You’re just a hot–headed maniac, a lunatic! If I’d know had a twin brother, I never would have married you!”

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Nathaniel listened to her words, feeling as if even breathing had become painful. He tried to maintain his composure, but it was clear that her words had struck a nerve. His large hand. cradled Cecilia’s face, his fingertips brushing her lips.

“Keep cursing,” he whispered.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Tears welled up in Cecilia’s eyes. “Nathaniel, if you have any shred of decency, then divorce me. I’ve returned all the money you asked for. What more do you want?”

Instead of responding, Nathaniel bit down on her lips.

Tears streamed down Cecilia’s face as she tried desperately to push him away, but he remained unyielding.

In a moment of sheer frustration, Cecilia fought back, both of them tasting the metallic tang of blood in their mouths. It was only then that Nathaniel gradually let go, a bitter smile playing at the corners of his lips. “So you do know what pain feels like? You had two sons with Calvin. You faked your death and disappeared for five years, while I only neglected you for three. Who really went too far?”

Cecilia was stunned.

Two sons? Did he find out about Jon?

Nathaniel noticed her confusion and gently cupped her face. Leaning in close, he whispered, “Are you afraid I’ll hurt them? How long do you think you can hide them? One year? Five years? Or maybe ten? Believe it or not, once I find them, they’re as good as dead.”

Smack!

A harsh slap from Cecilia landed squarely on Nathaniel’s cheek.

His gaze turned icy. “Is it too much to ask for a child of our own now?”

Choked with emotion, Cecilia retorted, “I don’t want to have a child with you.”

Her words cut Nathaniel deeply, like a dagger plunged into his heart.

He didn’t hold back anymore. “You want to have a child with Nicholas, don’t you? You want to marry him, right? I’m telling you, a sickly man like him is absolutely not worthy of you! There’s no way you two could possibly have children!”

Cecilia had no idea that Nicholas had returned to Tudela. For the first time, she heard about Nicholas‘ situation from Nathaniel’s own lips.

“Where is Nicholas?”

She wanted to ask him–why had he initially told her his name was Nathaniel? Where had he been all these years?

Seeing the intense desire in her eyes, Nathaniel understood more clearly than ever that he had been the fool all along. “You’re married, yet you’re preoccupied with your brother–in–law. How could you even ask such a thing?” Nathaniel’s eyes reddened at the corners.

“I’ve long stopped wanting to be with you,” she stated.

Had it not been for the mandatory cool off period, the two would have divorced long ago.

Nathaniel immediately silenced her, refusing to hear any more of her words. Cecilia pounded on his back with all her might, but he refused to let go.

Outside, the cold wind howled relentlessly. Knowing she couldn’t escape, Cecilia carefully shielded her stomach, fearful for her child’s safety.