When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him Novel

Chapter 540 A Realization

“I’ve never heard him say he regained his memory. I asked him just a few days ago, and he said he hadn’t,” Cecilia murmured as if speaking to Nicholas but also to herself.

She was pregnant at that time, so she couldn’t afford to be overly emotional. She took deep, steadying breaths, forcing herself to calm down. It’s all right. Isn’t it just another deception? It’s okay. Don’t be angry. Don’t be sad. It’s all right. This is even better. Now, I can finally break free from him.

Cecilia comforted herself repeatedly deep within her heart.

Nicholas noticed her predicament. He gently grasped Cecilia’s hand, assuring her, “It’s okay. You still have me.”

Cecilia was taken aback. She stared at the hand that Nicholas had seized. At that moment, she still pulled away.

Nathaniel made a mistake, but she couldn’t afford to make the same mistake he did.

“Nicholas, you are Cassandra’s fiancé,” she reminded him.

Nicholas‘ hand stiffened momentarily, and a flicker of surprise crossed his face. After that, he said. gently, “You’ve misunderstood. What I meant was that I’ll stand by your side. After all, we’re still friends, aren’t we? Don’t worry. Nathaniel did something wrong. I won’t take his side.”

Only then did Cecilia breathe a sigh of relief.

She glanced at the time inside the car. It was already one in the morning.

“Let’s head back,” she said.

“All right.”

Nicholas drove to drop Cecilia off first. On the way, his peripheral vision would occasionally dart toward her, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. No matter what, I must win Cecilia back. Nathaniel, don’t blame me. You’re the one who insists on taking what’s mine.

They soon arrived at Daltonia Villa..

Cecilia got out of the car and thanked Nicholas.

“Let me borrow this car to drive back. I’ll return it to you tomorrow.”

“All right.” Nodding in agreement, Cecilia returned to the mansion alone.

After she returned, she called Mason and said, “Mr. Sanders, there’s no need to search anymore.”

Mason was puzzled, and Cecilia said to him, “Nathaniel and Stella are at a hotel together.”

“How could this be possible? Mrs. Rainsworth, there’s no way Mr. Rainsworth could be with Stella,” Mason hastily said.

As an outsider, he was certain of it. This was the first time he had seen Nathaniel disregard danger for the sake of a woman. Even when Nathaniel was practically blind, he still insisted on staying by Cecilia’s side. It was also the first time he had witnessed Nathaniel feigning amnesia just to keep Cecilia around.

“Nathaniel has regained his memory, hasn’t he?” Cecilia asked again.

Mason was taken aback once again, assuming that she was guessing and still trying to cover for Nathaniel. “No. Who told you that?”

Cecilia already knew he wouldn’t reveal the truth to her. “Forget about it.”

What? Forget about it? After a year or two of dating, Mason knew that when a woman, especially at pregnant one like Cecilia, said those three words, she definitely hadn’t forgotten about it.

The hormones of a pregnant woman differed from an average person, making her prone to irritability and quick to anger.

“Mrs. Rainsworth, please let me explain. Mr. Rainsworth has regained his memory. However, he’s been pretending to have amnesia because he’s afraid that you might leave him again. He’s only pretending to be poor because of you. He’s afraid you might want a divorce.” Mason assumed that Cecilia had also found out about Nathaniel’s act of pretending to be poor, so he simply spilled the beans.

After all, Mason’s girlfriend had told him that sincerity mattered more than anything else.

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than Cecilia hung up the phone.

Mason stared at the disconnected call, feeling like crying but unable to shed a tear. “Who on earth spilled the beans? How did Mrs. Rainsworth come to the conclusion that Mr. Rainsworth and Stella were together?”

He immediately instructed his subordinates to search for the people who attended the banquet, and sure enough, they found Stella.

Mason had a starting point. He then had someone investigate Stella’s movements after leaving the banquet.

When Cecilia arrived home, Elliot was still awake.

“Mommy, have you found Mr. Rainsworth yet?”

“Yes. Mr. Rainsworth will be back tomorrow,” she said.

“Where on earth did Mr. Rainsworth go? He’s not even answering his phone. He’s never been out this late before,” said Elliot

It was that very sentence that instantly sparked a realization in Cecilia.