When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 405 Cancel All Treatments.

Although Nathaniel’s office wasn’t particularly large, it was surprisingly filled with various news articles. These included reports about searching for lost children and fundraising for deaf and mute children, among others.

Cecilia walked in, glancing around. There was also a computer and a cell phone specifically designed for the visually impaired.

Her doubts were temporarily dispelled.

“Carry on with your work. I won’t bother you anymore.”

“All right, I’ll walk you out.” Nathaniel was relieved as he figured she had put her trust in him.

“No need, your work is more important.”

With that, Cecilia left the place by herself.

On her way back, she made a call to Vivian. “I just visited Nathaniel’s office, Vivian. It’s genuinely. in the charitable aid sector.”

She had privately discussed with Vivian previously.

“Has he really been reduced to such a state?” Vivian asked while she was working.

“Actually, I think his current job is quite good, helping others and living an ordinary life.”

Cecilia had always desired to lead a simple and unassuming life.

“Ceci, are you letting your heart soften toward him? You can’t possibly be thinking of forgiving him and starting over, right? He’s blind now. If you stay with him and he regains his memory, his eyesight returns, and he reverts to his old self one day, what will you do?”

For a moment, Cecilia didn’t know how to respond.

Humans were, after all, the most fickle beings in the world, and no one could truly guarantee that things would stay unchanged.

“But I can’t divorce him right now. I guess I’ll just play by ear.”

“Sure, but make sure to protect your personal fortune. Don’t let him trick you out of them,” Vivian cautioned.

Upon hearing those words, Cecilia was suddenly reminded that the chef and caregiver at home were now all being paid with Nathaniel’s money.

He’s in such deep debt. Where on earth did he get the money to hire a caregiver and a chef?

When she returned home, she couldn’t hold back the urge to inquire about the wages of the caregiver and the chef. The responses she received were consistent.

The caregiver was earning six thousand a monu, we the cam

only made three thousand.

Cecilia asked them for their bank accounts, intending to handle their payroll herself in the future.

After she left, they immediately called Mason in secret.

Fortunately, Nathaniel had already thought of the wages issue, so what they told Cecilia was the lowest possible amount.

“You’ve done well. From now on, try to opt for the cheaper options when you’re cooking or shopping.” Mason advised.

Isn’t Mr. Rainsworth just deliberately stirring up trouble and making himself suffer? He’s clearly so rich, yet pretending to be poor. If I have that much money, I bet I’ll be able to get any woman I want!

Mason collected his thoughts and handed the recent documents to Nathaniel.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Mr. Rainsworth, these are Orion Corporation’s projects. I’ve taken over the majority of them.”

“Okay.” Nathaniel took the documents.

“Mr. Rainsworth, we have to head to the hospital this afternoon for your final treatment. Your should be able to regain all of your memory.”

At the mention of regaining his memory, Nathaniel was reminded of those words Nicholas said, as well as the letter Cecilia wrote to him when she once left back then.

“Cancel all treatments. I won’t be going anymore in the future.”

Mason couldn’t help but express his surprise, “Why?”

“Why have you been asking so many questions lately?” Nathaniel asked in return.

Mason immediately shut his mouth.

After he left with the processed documents in hand, Nathaniel’s mood turned particularly depressed.

The one she like was never me, but Nicholas?

Aside from composing music at home, Cecilia spent her time keeping Martha company lately. She was completely unaware that Nathaniel had regained his memory.

That day, after returning home and having lunch, she was contemplating going out for a stroll when she received a phone call.

On the other end of the phone, Magnus sounded tipsy. “Cecilia, could you please go and meet Nicholas?”