When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 51 Ridiculed And Humiliated

Upon hearing her words, Jonathan felt his virtue was compromised.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, he immediately went to rest in his room.

At that time, in the Rainsworth residence.

Nathaniel learned that after having dinner at the restaurant, Cecilia had returned to Ninth Ville from his bodyguard.

His heart was elsewhere, a fact that Stella and Elena could clearly discern.

“Stella, since you’ve made the effort to come today, why not stay the night?” Elena suggested. “Mr. Rainsworth will be back tomorrow, and he mentioned he’d like to see you.

Wren was a notorious womanizer. Even in his middle age, he was always leaving a trail of romance behind him and rarely returned home.

Stella shyly nodded.

“All right.”

Nathaniel showed a complete lack of interest in their conversation. He casually ate some food, then pushed his chair back and left the dining table.

“Where are you going, Nathaniel?” Elena asked, puzzled.

“Home.”

Taken aback, Elena knew he was referring to Daltonia Villa.

That was where he used to live with Cecilia during their marriage. Could that even be considered his home?Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Stay here today, your father will be back tomorrow. It would be good to discuss your marriage with Stella together.”

Marriage?

A glint of frost flashed through Nathaniel’s eyes, I’m not even divorced yet, so where is this talk of marriage coming from?”

A flicker of emotion stirred in Elena’s heart, while Stella’s expression remained unchanged, though her grip on her fork tightened slightly.

She went after Nathaniel before he stepped out the door.

“Nathaniel!”

Nathaniel paused in his tracks.

Stella stepped forward and looked at him tenderly. “Nathaniel, did I do something wrong? Why won’t you accept me, even now? Ever since Cecilia married you, I’ve waited for you for eight years.”

Tears welled up in Stella’s eyes. “I was afraid I wasn’t good enough for you. So, I worked hard, climbed my way up to where I am now, and only then did I dare to approach you again.”

As she spoke, she reached out, intending to embrace Nathaniel.

However, Nathaniel skillfully avoided it.

Stella stood frozen in place, only to hear Nathaniel’s chilling voice. “Over these past few years, was there anything you asked for that I didn’t provide? In life, one must learn to be content.”

Nathaniel had gotten into the car and driven off, leaving Stella standing alone in the wind.

Elena stepped outside, her gaze cold as she mercilessly ridiculed Stella without a hint of sympathy. “Four years ago, you came to me with a health report in hand, promising that within a year, you could give birth to the eldest grandchild of the Rainsworth family. Only then did I agree to let an actress like you get close to Nathaniel. Now, four years have passed, and not only are there no kids, but my son doesn’t even want to touch you. Looking back now, you’re even worse than a deaf person. At least that deaf person was married to my son!”

After Nathaniel had departed, Elena finished her sarcastic remarks toward Stella, she didn’t bother to ask her to stay any longer.

Stella was alone outside, her only option was to call her agent to come pick her up.

On her way, as she passed by the entrance of Golden Moon Hotel, she couldn’t help but steal a couple of extra glances.

“Stella, what’s wrong?” her manager asked, puzzled.

Stella thought about the humiliations she had suffered at the Rainsworth residence that day, clenching her fists in frustration.

“Spread the news that I returned to the Rainsworth residence with Nathaniel today,” she instructed.

Meanwhile, at Vivian’s private mansion.

Using the excuse of being tired, Jonathan retreated to his room. As soon as he shut the door, he immediately turned on his computer.

As his small hands tapped away at the keyboard, a wealth of information about Nathaniel began to surface.