When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 266

Chapter 266 I Do Not Want Anything

That evening, Cecilia returned to her room to rest. Lying in bed, she closed her eyes, but the image of Nathaniel’s expression as he left kept surfacing in her mind. She had only seen that look on his face once before–during their wedding, after he had been deceived.

A sense of unease gnawed at her, making it difficult for Cecilia to sleep.

Meanwhile, Nathaniel was staying at a top–tier hotel nearby, overlooking the streets below, hist expression icy cold.

Calvin had always thought Tudela was Nathaniel’s territory, but what he didn’t realize was that even in Tudela, Nathaniel exercised restraint.

Here, abroad, he didn’t care at all.

After Calvin’s accident, the Reese family had taken him away overnight and suppressed the news.

Unaware of the car accident, Cecilia woke up the next day and arranged to have the door repaired. She planned to stay temporarily, continuing to compose music. Once Nathaniel had. given up his pursuit, she would go find Martha and the others.

In the morning. Cecilia was getting ready to go out and buy groceries. She opened the door and stepped out, only to see Nathaniel standing next to a Maybach, smoking a cigarette. Upon seeing her, he immediately extinguished it and tossed the butt into a nearby trash bin.

Pretending not to see him, Cecilia walked in the opposite direction. After the scent of smoke on Nathaniel had somewhat dissipated, he quickly followed her.

“Cecilia!” he called out.

Cecilia paused, turning back to face him. “If I wasn’t clear enough yesterday, let me repeat myself today. I don’t want to be with you anymore. Please, let me go. Let’s part on good terms.”

A flicker of sadness passed through Nathaniel’s eyes. “Do you know how sleepless my nights have been since you left?”

Cecilia couldn’t help but chuckle coldly. “Can’t sleep? Maybe you should see a doctor.”

In their three years of marriage, she had spent more time unable to sleep than she could count.

Nathaniel’s throat tightened, and he pulled Cecilia into his arms, ignoring her resistance. “What do I have to do for you to come back?” he asked, his voice pleading.