When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

The door shook violently from repeated kicks, the sound echoing with a loud thud. If Nathaniel hadn’t been in such a weakened state, the door would likely have shattered long ago. Cecilia, too, was startled by Nathaniel’s sudden outburst of violence.

Bang!

The door was actually kicked down.

Jessica grabbed an object and threw it at Nathaniel, still haunted by the memory of him strangling her. This time, she had armed herself with a knife.

The sight of the glinting blade in her hand sent a wave of tension coursing through Cecilia, her eyes widening in alarm. “Jessica, what are you trying to do?

“Can’t you see? I’m defending myself!” Jessica raised her hand, swinging the knife at Nathaniel.

Nathaniel, unable to see, naturally got scratched by her

“Nathaniel, don’t blame me. If you must blame someone, blame your wife. Why don’t you go find her?” Jessica shrieked. She was a despicable, heartless woman

Cecilia clenched her fists, determined not to let Jessica hurt Nathaniel anymore. She picked up a stool from the side and tossed it outside.

The loud noise caught Nathaniel’s attention, prompting him to leave the room.

Jessica collapsed on the ground, the knife in her hand still stained with blood.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Perhaps due to fatigue, Nathaniel returned to his own room.

Cecilia, however, approached Jessica. Before Jessica could react, she raised her hand and slapped her.

Jessica’s mind went blank as she stared at Cecilia in disbelief. “Did you just hit me?”

“A slap is too light a punishment for someone as disgusting and wicked as you,” Cecilia articulated each word clearly.

Jessica gripped the knife in her hand tightly.

At this point, the housekeepers were roused by the commotion and came out to see what was happening.

Cecilia wasn’t afraid of Jessica at all. After her arrival, she noticed the extensive surveillance around the place.

If anything were to happen to her, Elena would certainly not let Jessica off the hook.

“I was only defending myself just now. If I hadn’t hurt him, he would have hurt me. Can’t you see that?” Jessica said.

“You were right to defend yourself, but what nonsense were you talking about? If you don’t want to take care of Nathaniel, then leave!” Cecilia yelled at her.

Jessica still wanted to argue her case, but Cecilia pointed at the surveillance camera. “There are cameras all over the place. Should we show Elena when she comes? Do you think she would still let Nathaniel marry you?”