When Her Death Couldn't Break Him novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272 I Was Married Once 

Cecilia wasn’t sure why the person on the other end was asking such personal questions, but given how promptly they had transferred the money, she assumed it was out of sympathy, nothing more. So, she decided to continue the conversation. 

She typed: Actually, I felt quite liberated and happy after the divorce. The pressure seemed to have lessened. 

Nathaniel paused as he read the message from Cecilia on the screen, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. He couldn’t accept it. 

He typed back: Why? Is it because you didn’t like him? 

Cecilia hesitated before responding. Considering the person on the other end was a stranger, she saw no reason to hide anything. She texted: The decision to leave a marriage is typically made after careful consideration, not just for one reason. 

Nathaniel felt a heaviness in his heart. He typed out a few sentences, only to erase them repeatedly, unsure of what to say. 

Cecilia messaged: If there’s nothing else, I’m going to log off now. Bye. 

Nathaniel closed the chat box, pondering over Cecilia’s words. He sat alone for quite some time, his thoughts a whirlwind. Needing some fresh air, he opened the door, only to see Cecilia walking toward him with a backpack on. 

Their eyes met briefly before Cecilia quickly averted her gaze. Perhaps it was because she had been discussing him with someone online earlier, but she felt a strange sense of embarrassment. She hurriedly walked past Nathaniel, avoiding eye 

contact. 

Nathaniel watched her retreating figure, his gaze deep and unreadable. He couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions. 

She’s heartless! 

With long strides, he quickly caught up to Cecilia. As he reached her side, he spoke nonchalantly, “Is this how you thank your ex–husband who saved you last night?” 

He deliberately emphasized the words “ex–husband.” It was the first time Cecilia had heard the term used in reference to Nathaniel. She stopped in her tracks, surprised, and looked at him. 

Nathaniel’s handsome profile was turned towards her, his deep gaze locked onto hers, unwavering. 

Avoiding his gaze, Cecilia replied, “I’ve already thanked you for what happened last night. If you’re unsatisfied, I don’t have any other solutions. You said it yourself–you’re my ex–husband. As your ex–wife, when I was in danger, you stepped in to help. That wasn’t just about moral. obligation, was it?” 

She didn’t want to give Nathaniel the wrong impression, leading him to believe she still had feelings for him or wanted to continue their relationship. 

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going?” he asked. 

Cecilia pursed her lips. “It’s none of your business,” she retorted, before briskly walking away. 

Nathaniel’s brows furrowed, a layer of bitterness in his eyes as he watched her leave. Frustrated, he punched the wall next to him. If this were the past, he would have let Cecilia be, but now, his boundaries had been crossed time and again. Without hesitation, Nathaniel quietly got into his car and followed her. 

He watched as she hailed a taxi, went to the mall, and shopped for groceries alone, communicating with others in a foreign language. He remembered how she had struggled when she first sought him out in Daprein, her language skills poor, relying heavily on a translation app that led to many misunderstandings. But now, she was managing on her own, far from home. 

Her words echoed in his mind, “Actually, I felt quite liberated and happy after the divorce. The pressure seemed to have lessened.” 

A strange, indescribable feeling settled deep in Nathaniel’s heart.