When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 132 Let Bygones Be Bygones

“As long as you’re willing to spare me and Eli, and let bygones be bygones.”

Nathaniel tightened his embrace around her ever so slightly. “No way.”

She was right. How could people who were once married possibly become friends?

Nathaniel thought to himself that if Cecilia insisted on leaving, it would only be over his dead body!

The light in Cecilia’s eyes completely dimmed. She chuckled bitterly, saying, “If I had known you were such a vindictive person, I would have suggested that we part ways when we got married.”

If I had known?

As Nathaniel recalled what she had said about her regret of marrying him, his face became cold.

He didn’t respond anymore.

The car raced through the night, settling into silence.

Cecilia was feeling a bit dizzy, her face flushed with color.

Nathaniel thought she had caught his cold, so he reached out to touch her forehead. But before his hand could reach her, she instinctively dodged.

His hand hung stiffly in mid–air. Then, he disregarded her evasion and once again placed his hand on her forehead. She didn’t have a fever.

“Does it feel good to drink so much alcohol?”

He was asking the obvious.

Cecilia didn’t pay him any attention. Instead, she asked, “When can I see Eli? He’s quite timid, and I’m worried that he will be scared because he’s alone in an unfamiliar place.”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“That depends on your actions,” Nathaniel replied.

Cecilia asked in confusion, “How should I act?”

Nathaniel reached out once more, and this time, Cecilia didn’t dodge. She watched as his hand gently came to rest on her cheek.

She couldn’t help but say, “Nathaniel, I don’t understand.”

“What?”

“Have you fallen for me?” Cecilia asked, emphasizing on each word.

If he was fond of her, why wouldn’t he let her touch him?

Nathaniel’s hand stiffened. Then, he swiftly retracted his hand from her face and returned to his usual indifference.

“Of course not.”

Cecilia knew she had been overthinking before. A man as proud as him could never possibly fall for someone like her.

No wonder he still rejected her even though she took the initiative.

She smiled relievedly. “That’s great. If you suddenly realize that you’re falling for me, I won’t know what to do. It’s better if you continue to not have feelings for me.”

She wasn’t really lying.

Imagine loving someone for more than ten years, but that person had never loved you back and had even hurt you. Then one day, the person suddenly confessed to you that he had fallen for you.

What should she do?

Should she choose to forgive him, to be with him again, or should she do something else?

Nathaniel didn’t understand the meaning behind her words.

“What about you then?” He looked straight at Cecilia and asked, “Do you still like me?”

Cecilia stared back at him and shook her head.

As Nathaniel’s face stiffened, she added, “I don’t know. But what I do know is that, now, on nights without you, I can easily fall asleep finally…

Her words were delivered so nonchalantly, yet each one pierced Nathaniel’s heart like needles.

In the midst of the night, as the vehicle was moving, Cecilia failed to notice Nathaniel’s slightly reddened eyes under the dim light inside the car.

Nathaniel leaned toward the window, equally oblivious to his change of mood.

After drinking, Cecilia became more talkative than usual.

Regardless of whether Nathaniel was listening or not, she continued to speak on her own accord.

“I understand the knot in your heart. It’s the deception you’ve faced. Now, the Smith family has fallen and received the deserved retribution. Suppose that I can pay you back all the money and projects that were originally agreed upon between the Smith and Rainsworth families, will you be able to let bygones be bygones?”