When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1762

Chapter 1762 Nicholas Visits Cassandra
Time crawled by, each passing second more unbearable than the last.

She had no one left to turn to. It wasn't until the following day that she finally managed to get in touch with Nicholas.

She had initially thought Nicholas wouldn't come. Yet, he did.

The moment she saw him, Cassandra hastily smoothed down her disheveled hair, doing her best to make herself look presentable.

She sat across from him, her eyes brimmed with affection as she gazed at him. “Nicholas, thank you for coming to see me,” she said softly.

“But Nicholas remained unmoved. His expression was cold, detached.

““You don't need to thank me. I came here to tell you something.”““

Cassandra frowned slightly. “What is it?”

Nicholas asked, “Do you remember how you were humiliated back then?”

Memories Cassandra had long buried came rushing back—nightmares she had desperately tried to forget.

Her face paled. “Nicholas... what are you talking about?”

Nicholas leaned back in his chair, exuding an air of nonchalance. “I was behind it.”

His words struck Cassandra like a bolt of lightning.

Disbelief flooded Cassandra's features as she stared at him. No wonder she had never been able to uncover the culprit. It had been him all along.

It was as if her blood had run cold. She slammed her hands against the table, her voice trembling with outrage. “Why? What did I ever do to you?”

Cassandra had always been ruthless—toward her biological mother, her adoptive mother, everyone. But she had never wronged Nicholas.

She couldn't believe he would do that to her.

Nicholas regarded her without an ounce of guilt, his voice as indifferent as ever. “You were the one who crossed me first.”

“What?” Cassandra's confusion deepened. “How did I ever cross you?”