When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 213 Rainsworth Manor

Inside the car, Nathaniel was seated quietly in the back.

Last night, he had spent the entire night sitting in the car, yet he didn’t receive a single call from Cecilia.

Seeing Cecilia emerge, he lowered the car window, his face etched with exhaustion.

“Get in the car.”

Cecilia thought he had just returned and was specifically there to confront her, so she decided not to approach him.

“Whatever you have to say, say it here.”

A weariness shrouded Nathaniel’s eyes and brows. “We have half a month left, let’s keep going.”

A flicker of surprise flashed in Cecilia’s eyes as she got into the car.

Nathaniel did not bring up the matter about Stella from last night, and Cecilia didn’t ask him why he had only returned now.

As the driver started the car, Nathaniel stated solemnly, “Today, we’re returning to Rainsworth Manor.”

Cecilia was confused. “What are we going to Rainsworth Manor for?”

“It will be Thanksgiving in a few days.” Nathaniel paused before adding, “Didn’t you always mention wanting to live in Rainsworth Manor with me?”

For a moment, Cecilia fell silent.

She wanted to tell him that her desire to live in Rainsworth Manor in the past wasn’t about the house itself, but about wanting to be with Nathaniel.

But so much time had passed, and she no longer cared about all that.

The two of them was impossible…

Last night, she spent a long time thinking.

Even if she hadn’t conceived this time, she had already obtained Nathaniel’s sperm. There were plenty of opportunities to get pregnant.

As for Elliot, she had already learned the layout of Spring Forest Manor. She had a plan to guide him out.

Her only worry was that Nathaniel wouldn’t accept defeat. Even if she and Elliot ran away, he would still try to bring her back.

So, all she could do was to agree with him and nod. “Okay.”

Not a single person at Rainsworth Manor held any respect for Cecilia.

Nathaniel had no idea that the place he was heading to was the one Cecilia detested the most.

In the midst of a gentle drizzle, it seemed as though the entire world was shrouded in a thin veil of mist.

Cecilia followed Nathaniel out of the car, her gaze falling upon the seemingly endless Rainsworth Manor. She couldn’t help but feel a sense of oppression.

Seventeen days remained….

With her bodyguard holding a black umbrella by her side, she followed Nathaniel into the building, her high heels clicking on the pavement.

Liam, the butler of Rainsworth Manor had been waiting from early on along with the maids. Ever since he sent fresh flowers to Daltonia Villa last time, his impression of Cecilia had worsened, yet he maintained a respectful demeanor on the surface.

Standing beside him was a beautifully dressed maid, who was none other than his daughter, Lily.

From just one glance, Cecilia could tell that the woman’s adoration for Nathaniel was something she couldn’t easily conceal.

“Mr. Rainsworth, your room is ready. During this period, Lily will be taking care of both you Ms. Smith.”

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After giving his instructions, Liam took a moment to advise his daughter, Lily, before he went on to do his tasks.

Lily stepped forward, cautiously observing Nathaniel.

“Mr. Rainsworth, is there anything else you require?”

“There’s nothing more. You may leave now.”

The thing that Nathaniel disliked the most about Rainsworth Manor was the abundance of servants. This was precisely why he moved out of the place quite early on and chose to live alone instead.

Lily left, feeling somewhat awkward.

After she left, Cecilia and Nathaniel quickly arrived at his room. The interior was uniformly monochromatic, just like Nathaniel himself – meticulous and devoid of any unnecessary colors.

Upon entering, Cecilia changed her shoes and reached out to brush off the water droplets on her coal.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Nathaniel’s tall figure suddenly blocked her view. Before she could react, Nathaniel had already

“Did you forget something today?”

The two were as close as they could be. Cecilia could faintly detect the scent of tobacco emanating from him.

She knew he had started smoking, but these past days, she hardly noticed it.

Was it last night or in the early morning when he smoked?

Seeing that Cecilia was lost in thought and unresponsive, Nathaniel could no longer contain himself. He firmly grasped the back of her head and passionately kissed her.