When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 214 Do You Feel Pain

Breathing became difficult for Cecilia.

The thought that Nathaniel might have kissed Stella last night made her feel sick.

She leaned against the cold wall and forcefully pushed him away.

Nathaniel felt a restless itch in his heart, as if a cat were scratching at it. Then, he immediately took off his jacket.

“No…”

Cecilia knew what he was about to do and quickly refused.

Nathaniel was under the impression that she was playing hard to get. He didn’t stop his advances and began to undress her.

Cecilia was at a loss, her anxious eyes tinged with a hint of red.

She opened her mouth and bit directly toward Nathaniel.

Grunting, he stopped in his tracks and looked at her in disbelief.

“What was that?”

“Put me down!” Cecilia’s eyes were slightly reddened.

Nathaniel gently rested her hand on her face. “No.”

Cecilia discovered that he hadn’t taken her words seriously at all. He was still kissing her..

Involuntarily, her mind drifted back to the previous night. Perhaps Nathaniel did the same thing. to Stella too. At the thought of it, she began to dig her fingertips into his shoulders harshly.

However, he seemed as if he couldn’t feel any pain.

“Nathaniel, put me down now!”

Nathaniel was simply not willing,

For reasons unknown, these past few days, the more defiant and indifferent Cecilia behaved, the more he yearned to get close to her.

The temperature within the room had risen.

Cecilia could only passively endure.

Suddenly, at that moment, there was a knock at the door.

Nathaniel halted, his eyes filled with displeasure. “Who?”

… voices from within, her face was a deep

vy and jealousy.

“Sir, Old Mr. Rainsworth has asked for you to see him.”

She rubbed her heated cheeks and coa

“Okay.”

Nathaniel glanced at Cecilia, now limp and drained of energy in his arms. After carefully wrapping her in his clothing, he gently placed her on the large bed aside.

“Get some rest.”

One could only wonder how she managed to survive overseas these past few years. Her health was still as poor as ever.

Cecilia tugged the blanket around herself, her complexion slightly pale. “Yes.”

After changing into a fresh set of clothes, Nathaniel did not leave. He approached Cecilia and showed her the bite marks left by her on his shoulders, as well as the streaks of blood on his back.

It seemed as if he genuinely didn’t feel pain. His hand rested on Cecilia’s face, his face devoid of anger as he said, “I’m leaving, shouldn’t you show some sort of reaction?”NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

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Baffled, Cecilia looked at him. Hadn’t this guy had enough of being bitten?

As Nathaniel locked his gaze with hers, his Adam’s apple bobbed slightly. Unable to restrain himself, he leaned in for a kiss.

Once again, Cecilia bit him. He bit back in return as if he had learned how to react. However, he didn’t do it as fiercely or as forcefully as she did.

Cecilia hurriedly dodged.

Nathaniel lifted his hand gently and traced her lips. “It hurts, doesn’t it? You know, I can feel pain 100.”

He didn’t say much else and got up to leave.

Cecilia watched as his silhouette faded away. Then, she slowly closed her eyes and whispered to herself, “Do you really feel pain too?”

In the three years following their marriage, the pain she endured was merely the tip of the iceberg.

Cecilia lifted her hand and stared at her fingertips in a daze. They were stained with specks of fresh blood.

At that moment, the door was pushed open from the outside. Upon walking in and seeing the clothes scattered all over the room, Lily’s eyes were filled with jealousy.

When Lily saw that the one sleeping on Nathaniel’s bed was that deaf woman who was even less. competent than herself, her resentment grew even stronger.

“Ms. Smith, seems like your time abroad wasn’t wasted. You’ve certainly learned a thing or two about captivating men, haven’t you?”