When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him Novel

Chapter 101 Nathaniel, Marry me

“Stella, what’s your plan now? Did Mr. Rainsworth mention when you two are getting married?” Yvette continued through gritted teeth, “If all else fail, I’ll expose Cecilia online and let her undergo social death.”

Stella stood up, proceeding to trim the flowers placed nearby.

“Don’t.” After a pause, she explained, “This would affect Nathaniel.”

Only then did Yvette give up.

After seeing Yvette off, Stella snipped off a perfect rose, and it fell to the ground.

Be it the past or present, Nathaniel never once mentioned marrying me. Sometimes, one has to admit that love is evident to the naked eye. Nathaniel never seemed to have ever truly loved me. From the beginning when I returned to the country brimming with confidence and declaring my pursuit of Nathaniel, to now bearing the title of his girlfriend in name only, I’m just a joke.

With those thoughts in mind, she swept the vase off the table.

The vase shattered, scattering its fragments and the fresh flowers all over the ground.

Her hand was cut, and blood began to seep out.

A thought struck her as she stared at the cut. She picked up a shard from the ground and ruthlessly slashed it across her wrist.

Then, she sent Nathaniel a photo and message.

She texted: Nathaniel, it hurts so much, and I want to see you so badly. Can you come and visit me?

Half an hour later, when Nathaniel rushed to Polaris Condominium, he found Stella sitting on the ground, clad in thin clothes. Blood dripped from her wrist onto the floor.

His brows knitted together. “What are you doing?” he asked.

Stella staggered to her feet when she saw him approaching and threw herself into his arms

“Nathaniel, take me, please! Even if you don’t marry me, just take me! I beg you!” she pleaded.

Disgust filled Nathaniel’s eyes as he forcefully pushed her away. “Have you forgotten everything I’ve told you?” he exclaimed.

Stella’s cheeks flushed from being rejected in such a manner, yet she remained persistent. “I haven’t forgotten. You said that since I saved your mom, you’ll treat me well and give me anything I ask. Nathaniel, wasn’t everything great when we were together in the past? Everyone said we were a perfect match. Why are you unwilling to move forward with me now? Is it truly because of Cecilia? Didn’t you say you didn’t like her?”

The mention of Cecilia appeared to have hit Nathaniel’s nerve, for the temperature around him seemed to drop a notch.

Stella once saved my mom’s life by giving her a blood transfusion, but her demands kept increasing and going toofar.

His last shred of patience had finally run out.

“You have two choices,” he said. “One, you can become Mrs. Rainsworth in name only, just like Cecilia in the past, and I won’t offer you any help anymore. Two, stop asking for marriage, and whatever job resources you need, I will provide.”

He knew Stella had always been coveting the position of Mrs. Rainsworth.

Stella hesitated. Before returning to the country, she had already investigated Cecilia. As Mrs. Rainsworth, Cecilia was more like a maid of the Rainsworth family.

Stella was afraid to become the second Cecilia, but she was also not content with maintaining. their existing relationship.

Stella remained silent for a long time.

Nathaniel looked at her wrist again, noting that the cut wasn’t deep. Realizing she was putting on a show for him, he prepared to leave.

However, Stella embraced him again from behind, pleading, “Nathaniel, I don’t want to choose. Please don’t leave. I beg you. Could you stay with me tonight, please? I’m so scared to be alone. You have no idea how many people are talking about me online now. They say I’m a fool, and that you don’t like me at all, never and ever.”

Listening to her voice choked with emotion, Nathaniel felt no sympathy, only annoyance.

He pulled away from Stella’s grasp.