When Her Death Couldn't Break Him novel Chapter 275

Chapter 275 Sever Ties 

At that moment, Cecilia made up her mind–she had to sever all ties with Nathaniel. 

The night brought a fierce storm, blanketing everything in a sudden flurry of snow. 

Cecilia found herself securely enveloped in Nathaniel’s arms, her throat dry and parched. “I want some water,” she murmured weakly, devoid of energy. 

Nathaniel’s narrow eyes widened slightly as he reached for a bottle of water on the bedside table. The bite marks on his hand were still clearly visible, along with the marks on his shoulders and his cracked lips. 

He handed the bottle to Cecilia, who took a few sips, feeling slightly better. However, a wave of nausea rose in her stomach, making her feel particularly sick. 

“Ugh!” She couldn’t bear it any longer. She pried away Nathaniel’s hand and bent over the edge of 

the bed, dry heavin 

Nathaniel rose up and reached out to pat her back. “What’s wrong?” he asked. 

Cecilia abruptly pulled away from his grasp. “Don’t touch me!” 

Nathaniel’s hand froze mid–air. 

Cecilia turned around and looked at him coldly. “You can leave now, can’t you?” 

Nathaniel’s face instantly grew serious. He reached out again, disregarding her resistance, and grasped her face firmly. “I’m giving you an hour to get ready. In an hour, we’re heading back to Tudela.” 

He had spent enough time here already; he didn’t have the time or energy to keep indulging her antics. Releasing her, Nathaniel rose from the bed, donned his bathrobe, and stepped out of the 

room. 

This time, Cecilia didn’t contemplate running away. Last night, she had realized that Nathaniel’s relentless pursuit was because they were still legally married. 

She picked up her phone and made a call to Vivian. “Vivian, are you familiar with divorce lawsuits?” 

An hour later, Cecilia stood by the door her suitcase packed and ready. When Nathaniel emerged, his bodyguard followed closely behind. 

Nathaniel was prepared to forcibly take Cecilia away, but to his surprise, she was patiently waiting at the door. Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, Nathaniel approached her. “Have you figured it 

out?” 

“Yes,” Cecilia replied, her expression indifferent. 

The bodyguard took her suitcase and followed the pair as they boarded the vehicle, heading 

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toward the airport. 

What they didn’t know was that someone had been covertly observing them the entire time. 

By the time they arrived at Tudela, it was four o’clock in the afternoon. Cecilia, clad in a down jacket, stepped out of the airport. A flurry of white snow fell, blanketing everything in a pristine layer of white. She couldn’t help but wrap her clothes tightly around herself. 

Just as Nathaniel was about to pull her into his arms, a clear voice called out from the distance, “Ceci!” 

Cecilia turned toward the sound and saw Vivian waving at her from afar.