When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1574

Chapter 1574 The Past
“I still remember the first time I met Cecilia.”

Recalling his youthful and innocent days, Eric couldn't help but smile. “Back then, she told me I had talent and treated me like a little brother, teaching me all sorts of things. Later, she even wrote songs for me and accompanied me to countless companies. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have become a famous singer.”

Eric's voice carried a trace of nostalgia, a longing for the past.

He didn't know when exactly he fell for Cecilia. At first, he thought it was gratitude, but over time, he realized there weren't many women who could earn his genuine respect like she did.

“I feel like Ceci represents my youth,” he said.

Hearing this, Calvin nodded in understanding.

“Have you ever considered that your feelings for Cecilia might not actually be love? Perhaps it's just pure admiration?”

Eric turned to glare at him, his usual arrogance returning. “Don't lecture me. I've lived long enough to know the difference between love, friendship, and admiration.”

With that, he stormed off, clearly annoyed.

Watching Eric leave like a petulant child, Calvin couldn't suppress a small laugh.

“It seems I was overthinking it.”

Eric didn't seem like a bad person, just too young and immature.

He thought everything could go the way he wanted and that with a little effort, Cecilia would end up with him.

Regrettably, he was mistaken.

Calvin understood all too well that over the years, the person Cecilia truly cared for wasn't him, nor was it Eric.

Cecilia was a stubborn person. When she decided to love someone or pursue something, she rarely changed her mind.

Back in his office, Calvin buried himself in work.

His dark eyes narrowed, and he immediately sobered up.

Darren read the agreement carefully. It stated that they would divorce, Madeline would have custody of their child, and she wouldn't ask for anything else.

After a long delay, she finally answered.

“Did you see the agreement? If there's no issue, just sign it. If you refuse, I'll file for divorce in court,” Madeline said firmly, her tone unwavering.”

“Are you joking?” Darren's voice was hoarse, his head pounding and his stomach churning. “Let me make this clear. I will never divorce you, and I will never hand Amy over to you.”

With that, he ended the call.

For the past year, Darren had believed that if he gave Madeline time, she would tire of the hardships outside and eventually return to him. He never expected this woman to push things so far.

Standing abruptly, Darren walked outside and ordered his driver to take him to the Smith residence.