When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 722 Grovel For Forgiveness

Cecilia stared at the disconnected call, somewhat dazed.

She thought that Nathaniel was angry, so she called him again.

However, all she heard was an automated female voice saying, “Hello, the number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please dial again later.”

Since she couldn’t even get through to him, she knew she had been blocked.

When Cecilia regained her senses, she felt utterly bewildered.

Seeing how things were, Cecilia no longer harbored any worries. She laid down at ease and rested.

Meanwhile, inside Stelason Hotel, Nathaniel tossed his phone aside, massaging his throbbing forehead. He narrowed his eyes toward Mason and asked, “Who did I come here for?”

Mason stood there, straight and solemn, looking into Nathaniel’s eyes filled with concern.

“You’re here for Mrs. Rainsworth, Mr. Rainsworth. Don’t you remember?”

A touch of mockery flickered in Nathaniel’s eyes. “Mrs. Rainsworth? Who?”

“It’s Cecilia.”

A look of surprise filled Nathaniel’s eyes when he heard that he had journeyed to such a remote place for Cecilia. Is he joking? Just how free am I to come here for that woman?

“Where is she, then?”

Nathaniel was aware that something was amiss with his current situation. Mason had informed him that it was then 2023, yet his memories were frozen in time, stuck six or seven years in the past.

Mason’s gaze landed on Nathaniel’s phone. “It seems like the call earlier was from Mrs. Rainsworth, Cecilia.”

At that moment, Mason was also quite bewildered.

During the day, when he went to find Cecilia, Nathaniel suddenly suffered from a splitting headache, even questioning his identity.

After he had returned, it seemed as if Nathaniel recognized him again, as though his normal memory had been restored.

At that moment, however, Nathaniel couldn’t even remember what happened in recent years.

That was when Mason figured Nathaniel’s chronic condition had flared up again. In other words, it hadn’t fully healed.

Nathaniel was about to reach for his phone again, but there was nothing but darkness before his eyes. He stretched out his hand, fumbling around for what felt like an eternity, but couldn’t locat his phone. In frustration, he knocked over the table in front of him.

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A cold glint resided in Nathaniel’s eyes as he questioned, “What exactly happened to my eyes? Who is responsible for this?”

Mason watched him intently, feeling an unusual sense of urgency. “Mr. Rainsworth, please don’t be upset. Let me explain it to you slowly.”

At that moment, Nathaniel had little patience to listen to Misomis mamount of events.

Mason could only explain as concisely as he could. Essentially after Carillia faked her death and left, Nathaniel slowly realized his feelings for Cecilia. Hence, he pursued her and groveled for forgiveness.

In an unexpected car accident, he had shielded Cecilia, his head being struck and pierced by shards of glass. As a result, he lost his memory and his sight.

He then went to Erihal because he was worried about Cecilia being with Caliin.

After hearing everything, Nathaniel simply couldn’t believe it..

“Call Cecilia.” Nathaniel ordered.

Immedinely. Mason called Cecilia.

Just as Cerilin was drifting off to sleep, she was startled awake by a noise. Picking up her phone. she saw than in was a call from Mason. She answered the call and asked, “Mr. Sanders, what’s the matter

Mason didn’t respond. Instead, he handed his phone to Nathaniel.

Shortly after. Madhamed’s firensry voice echoed from the other side. “You have ten minutes. Ger over to Shinson Hlonel”

Taken aback, Cecilia soola omnem before responding with a question of her own.

“It’s a thirty minute drive. How supposed to get there in ten minutes? Do you want me to fly there?”

Nathaniel was taken aback, chethy most exparting the usually compliant Cecilia to speak to him in such a tone.

“Ms. Smith, what’s with your tempen His wonce was laced with a mocking chill.

Cecilia hadn’t noticed anything arms with She merely thought he was acting strange that

“It’s too late now. I’ll go and find you tomorrow night. All right. I need to sleep now. Bye,” she responded before hanging up the phone.