When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 33 Her Return

Inside the first–class cabin of the plane, Cecilia gazed out the window at the white clouds, her mind drifting back to four years ago.

Back then, she was utterly disheartened and sought Calvin’s assistance to fake her death and flee the country. Later on, while abroad, she prematurely gave birth to a pair of twins.

Everything had been going smoothly until an unfortunate turn of events in March. Her younger son, Elliot Smith, who was already in poor health due to being born prematurely, was diagnosed with a malignant hematopoietic stem cell disease – commonly known as leukemia.

The doctor informed Cecilia that blood disorders could be treated through the transplantation of hematopoietic stem cells derived from umbilical cord blood.

Hence, for the past few months, Cecilia had been constantly scheming, trying to find a way to acquire Nathaniel’s sperm.

Regrettably, she had failed.

The sooner the transplant treatment, the better. Thus, Cecilia had no choice but to return home to obtain it herself!

If it weren’t for Elliot, she would have never returned to that place, nor would she have sought out Nathaniel again!

Before the airplane took off, Cecilia received a message from Vivian Kennedy, her best friend.

Vivian: I’ll be a bit tied up lately, but once I’m back, we’ll sort out Nathaniel together. We also need to teach that pretentious b*tch Stella a lesson.

Vivian was a friend whom Cecille had met back in university. Later, she went abroad for further studies, and as Cecille got married, their communication dwindled.

Four years ago, Cecilia chanced upon her when she arrived at Erihal.

Upon reading the text message, a sense of warmth filled Cecilia’s heart. She replied: Okay.

Subsequently, she shut off her phone.

Whenever summer arrived in Tudela, it was always accompanied by constant heavy rain.

When Cecilia disembarked from the plane, it was already seven in the evening. As she looked around at the place that was both familiar and foreign to her, she appeared somewhat dazed.

Upon exiting the airport, a luxurious Lincoln pulled up promptly in front of Cecilia.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

After the driver got out of the car, he respectfully opened the door. “Ms. Smith, please get in.”

Cecilia nodded. “Sorry for the trouble, and thank you,”

The driver gave a gentle smile. “Ms. Smith, you’re a friend of Mr. Reese, so there’s no need for formalities. He’s already arranged your accommodations in advance.”

Naturally, the driver was referring to Calvin.

Had she not sought out Calvin’s help four years ago, Cecilia would have remained oblivious to the fact that he had simply been modest when he said he was a small business owner.

Calvin’s overseas business was thriving, and it was fair to say he had fingers in every pie. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to help her and the two children evade Nathaniel’s investigation.

Seated in the car, Cecilia was gazing at the passing scenery.

Four years had passed, yet Tudela hadn’t changed much. Perhaps the only noticeable difference was the ubiquitous posters of Stella on the buildings!

Throughout these four years, Stella had lived a life of prosperity. She was more than just a singer now, having become a top–tier actress in the acting industry as well, standing unrivaled in her fame and success.

Cecilia’s beautiful eyes shifted away.

An hour later, the vehicle came to a halt within a villa district known as Ninth Ville.

The villa district was very tranquil, and even at night, the view was pleasing to the eye.

After being brought to her residence, Cecilia immediately called Martha to tell her that she had arrived safe and sound.

“Martha, where’s Jon?” Cecilia asked, finding it odd not to see Jonathan around.

Martha replied with a smile, “Reading a book in the room.”

While other children of his age were still struggling to recognize all the alphabets, Jonathan was exceptionally intelligent. Not only was he proficient in Clusian, but Uprian was also second nature to him.

At times, when discussing matters, he spoke like an adult.

Cecilia had once heard Elena reminiscing about Nathaniel’s childhood, and he had been much the same.

Precisely because Nathaniel was naturally gifted and intelligent, he received meticulous nurturing from the head of the Rainsworth family. From a young age, he was considered a prodigy…

Martha brought her phone into Jonathan’s room, where she heard him rustling about as he packed up some items.

“Grandma Martha, you forgot to knock again. That’s not very polite,” Jonathan said with the Martha was instantly embarrassed. “Oh dear, this old woman’s mind is like a sieve. I’ve forgotten again. Jon, please don’t get upset with me.”

After stowing away his things, Jonathan turned his amber–like bright eyes toward Martha and said, “I won’t.”

After he finished speaking, he took the phone in his small hands, looking at Cecilia through the video call.