When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him Novel

Chapter 90 Better To Live Alone.

Subject of gossip?

In Tudela, every woman longed to be the subject of gossip if it was with him.

Nathaniel pondered the four to five years since her disappearance, realizing she had been with Calvin all this time. As the saying goes, familiarity breeds affection, especially since they had been childhood frien

“You’re afraid of Calvin overhearing the gossip, aren’t you?” His eyes were filled with a chilling intensity.

Cecilia’s expression instantly turned somber.

She didn’t want to indulge Nathaniel’s bad habits. “Mr. Rainsworth, whether we’re married or not, I have the freedom to choose where I live. Aren’t you being a bit too controlling?”

After saying that, she no longer wanted to linger in this place. Hastily, she walked past Nathaniel.

Nathaniel felt as if he had been slapped by her at that moment. Even though it was just a few words, they left him feeling incredibly uncomfortable.

I’m being a bit too controlling?

As he watched her figure slowly recede into the distance, he realized she seemed to be drifting further and further away from him.

He deeply disliked this feeling.

He pulled out his phone and dialed Mason’s number.

“Do whatever it takes and bring the child to me.”

“Understood.”

“Also, keep targeting Calvin’s businesses. I want all his projects to go down the drain!”

After hanging up the phone, Nathaniel looked gloomy and unsettled, his mind replaying the image of Cecilia’s indifferent demeanor as she walked.

Back then, she said she would love me for a lifetime!

How could things change just like that?

Did she fall for Calvin?

Regardless, I’m going to win her back away.

What’s mine, even if I don’t want it, can’t be given to anyone else.

Nathaniel sat quietly in the car, lighting one cigarette after another. He pulled out the photograph of the child.

If he’s my child, why would Cecilia feel the need to hide him overseas?

Once the child is brought back. I’ll get to the bottom of things.

No matter what, I’ll keep Cecilia by my side this time.

I swear I will never let her stay out of my sight again!

At night, at Ninth Ville, Cecilia was standing on the balcony, making a call to Vivian.

When Vivian found out that she was taken home by Nathaniel today, she was quite taken aback.

“Has he turned over a new leaf?”

Cecilia shook her head. “I really don’t know what’s gotten into him.”

Nathaniel seemed to be particularly emotional today as if he had something to tell me.

“How could you turn down such a rare opportunity?”

“When I got close to Daltonia Villa, memories of the past flooded back. How could I possibly have the mood to flirt with him?” Cecilia paused for a moment. “Besides, if I were to live with him, what would happen to Jon?”

Vivian understood..

“You’re right. It’s indeed better to live alone.”

“Yeah. How has Jon been doing lately?” Cecilia asked.

When they began discussing Jonathan, the tone of their conversation noticeably relaxed.

“My nephew Dante told me that Jon’s now the leader of their class. Even the former leader holds him in high regard.”

Vivian didn’t bother to ask who the leader was.

She didn’t know the child was actually the eldest grandson of the Rainsworth family, Felix.

“Tell Jon, it’s better not to draw too much attention,” Cecilia advised.

She fully grasped the principle that the nail that sticks out gets hammered down first.

Jonathan had always been too outstanding, which made him easily noticeable.

The concept of bloodline was truly fascinating. The two little ones were simply mini versions of Nathaniel happen..

After instructing Vivian, she ended the call. Leaving her room, she made her way to the lawn outside.

A gentle breeze, carrying waves of warmth, swept over the area, yet Cecilia didn’t feel hot.

Over the past few years, although she had regained some of her strength, she was still quite frail.

In the afternoon, Cecilia went to rest without eating anything.