When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172 Why Are You Crying 

Nathaniel lifted his hand and caressed Cecilia’s neck. 

Look at the state you’re in. It seems like you’ve been doing more than just having a meal.” 

These words struck like a bolt of lightning, exploding in Cecilia’s mind. 

What does he mean by that? 

She evaded his touch. “Only someone with a dirty mind would think that.” 

Nathaniel’s hand froze mid–air. 

His eyes narrowed coldly. “What did I say that is dirty? The dirty one is you!” 

He knew why Cecilia had ended up like this. 

He just wanted to hear her explanation. 

Yet, instead of explaining, she ended up scolding him. 

“If I’m dirty, then why are you still standing here? Get out. Spare your eyes.” 

Nathaniel’s anger grew more intense. He pulled her tightly into his embrace, his voice laced with mockery. 

“Do you really think that dressing like this today would hide the marks on your body from him?” 

Cecilia stared at him in disbelief, then looked down at herself. 

Her collar button had come undone. 

No wonder I noticed something odd in Calvin’s gaze earlier. 

“H–How did you know? Are you spying on me again?” 

Her eyes were tinged with red, tears welling up and veiling her vision in a misty sheen. 

Her anguished stare resembled needles, all aimed at Nathaniel. 

For some reason, he felt a certain ache in his heart. 

“Do I have to spy on you to know? I saw it at a glance.” 

He wasn’t exactly sure why he had lied about not spying on her. All he knew was that the sight of her on the brink of tears left a bitter taste in his heart. 

He really didn’t want her to cry. 

Cecilia still felt quite embarrassed. 

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Chapter 172 Why Are You Crying 

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Even if it had been Vivian present that day instead of Calvin, her reactions would have remained the same. 

She felt dirty, and she didn’t want to be seen with such marks. 

She had always believed that such matters should only be shared between two people in love, not those devoid of it…. 

She knew she had been too naive. After all, such things could happen among adults, even when love was absent. 

But she found it incredibly hard to 

vince herself because the most beautiful love she had ever seen was that of her grandfather and grandmother. 

Her grandparents had stood by each other through thick and thin. They found each other during the times of war and their bond remained exceptionally strong, even when she was just a little girl. 

She remembered when her grandmother, in her sixties, had suffered from Alzheimer’s disease, forgetting everyone she knew. 

However, her grandfather, who was the wealthiest man, never gave up on her. He stepped down. from his position as Chairman and devoted over a decade to caring for her, right until her death when she was in her seventies.