When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 434

Chapter 434 Not His Baby
As Zachary walked away, he heard the room echo with Stella's anguished screams.

Stella had lost track of time, but finally, Zachary's men ceased their torment. Stella was left lying in a pool of her own blood. Her body was covered in wounds, and her eyes were hollow, devoid of any light.

She felt a deep sense of injustice. Why do all good things happen to Cecilia? Why don't I deserve some good things too?

In her injured state, Stella could do nothing but lie motionless on the ground.

Zachary's men had not dealt a fatal blow. After all, they only intended to torture her.

She spent the rest of her day in a painful daze.

She had no idea how much time had passed. Just as she was on the verge of passing out, the door was yanked open again.

Stella instinctively started begging, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I made a mistake...”

From her position on the floor, she watched as a pair of men's polished leather shoes steadily advanced toward her.

Stella got to her knees. She did not dare to meet his eyes. “Zach, I won't do it again. I'm begging for your forgiveness.”

“Stella, it's me,” said the man standing before her. His voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Stella paused and lifted her eyes to his face. “Nathaniel, aren't you-”

Before she could finish her sentence, the man interrupted her and said, “My name is Nicholas, not Nathaniel. We've met before.”

Back then, Stella had mistaken him for Nathaniel.

Only then did Stella notice that the man standing before her gave off a completely different vibe from Nathaniel.

“Are you Nathaniel's twin brother?”

“Yes.”

“What do you want from me?”

She was afraid that Nicholas had come to punish her on Cecilia's behalf.

“I want to make a deal with you.” Nicholas had a smooth, silky voice.

Stella was instinctively scared of him. She sensed that beneath his gentle demeanor lay something to be feared.

News of a fire at a psychiatric hospital broke out that same night with reports indicating three casualties.

Zachary never imagined that Stella would be the only unlucky one who died.

He felt rather irritated, thinking that she had gotten off too easily by dying before her time.

Over at the Rainsworth residence, Cecilia was in the midst of arranging the flowers for the engagement banquet when Elena approached to tentatively offer her assistance.

“You've said before that the child you are carrying isn't Nathaniel's. So, it must be Calvin's, right?”

Cecilia's brows knitted together. Before she had the chance to reply, Elena added, “Isn't Calvin concerned at all? I mean, you are pregnant and living with Nathaniel...”

Cecilia ignored her probing and refused to answer her directly.

“If you don't believe that the child I'm carrying isn't Nathaniel's, you can wait until the baby is born and then, have a paternity test done.”

Upon hearing that Cecilia was willing to have a DNA test done, Elena once again found herself uncertain of her own speculation.

She snipped a vibrant red rose and spoke icily, “If the baby isn't Nathaniel's, I will not allow him into the Rainsworth residence.”