When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1003 Is He Cheating On Mommy

Upon hearing this response, Cecilia didn’t know how to react. A fleeting sense of novelty?

She took a deep breath, attempting to keep her emotions in check. “What’s wrong, Nathaniel? Did something happen?”

She sensed there was more to his suggestion for divorce than met the eye. How could he suddenly propose a divorce when everything seems to be going well between us?

A coldness filled Nathaniel’s eyes. “No.”

At that moment, Cecilia had no desire to engage with him any longer. She stepped away, sank into a chair, and lay back, trying to gather her thoughts.

The house descended into a heavy silence.

After several moments of stillness without a response from Cecilia, Nathaniel remarked, “Take your time to think it over. I just want you to know that I’ll still treat you fairly after the divorce.”

With that, he stood up and headed upstairs.

Cecilia felt a surge of frustration; she wanted nothing more than to punch him.

The sudden demand for a divorce left her questioning what hidden issues were driving him.

As she watched Nathaniel retreat to his room, she picked up her phone and dialed Mason’s number.

Mason answered quickly, “Mrs. Rainsworth, is there something you need?”

“What’s been happening with Nathaniel recently?” Cecilia asked.

Nathaniel had gone to the hospital that day, where Zachary performed an examination. Surgery was scheduled for the following Monday.

He had warned Mason not to disclose their secret to anyone and had entrusted him with handling the divorce proceedings.

Nathaniel was deeply concerned about leaving Cecilia and their children alone in the Rainsworth family. If he faced any surgical complications, he knew the Rainsworths would take advantage of his absence to bully them.

His plan was to get the divorce first, provide her with a substantial amount of money and assets, and ensure she was protected against any potential mistreatment from his family.

“What’s wrong with Mr. Rainsworth?” Mason feigned ignorance.

Cecilia felt awkward bringing up Nathaniel’s intention to divorce her with Mason. Instead, she asked, “Has anything unusual happened to him lately? Like, did he get hit on the head or something?”

“No, Mr. Rainsworth is very cautious about safety these days,” replied Mason.

When Mason couldn’t provide any useful information, Cecilia reluctantly ended the call.

Noticing that Nathaniel wasn’t joining them for dinner he found it odd. “Mom, why isn’t Daddy coming to eat?”

The housekeeper had called for Nathaniel, but he simply replied that he wasn’t hungry.

She replied, “Maybe he isn’t hungry.”

“Oh, okay.” Elliot nodded.

After finishing his meal, Elliot headed upstairs. There, he discovered Nathaniel deeply engrossed at his computer desk, headphones on, focused intently on something he couldn’t quite see.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Elliot walked in. “Dad, why aren’t you eating?”

Upon hearing the child’s voice, Nathaniel immediately shut down his computer.

“Go back to your room,” he said, his tone icy.

Elliot didn’t mind his tone at all. He walked up to him, wrapping his arms around his thigh, “Sc*mbag Daddy, you’re such a naughty, naughty boy.”

A minute later, Nathaniel brought Elliot back to his room. “From now on, no more acting spoiled. You’re a boy!”

After Nathaniel finished speaking, he casually closed the door behind him, leaving Elliot standing inside with a confused expression.

“What’s been up with him these past couple of days? Why has he been so distant?” Elliot wondered, growing increasingly worried about Nathaniel.

He scoured the internet for answers, searching for reasons a man might suddenly become withdrawn. The most common suggestion pointed to the possibility of another woman involved.

Elliot’s heart raced. “Is he cheating on Mommy again?”

A wave of anxiety washed over him as he paced his room, grappling with various worries.

Meanwhile, after Cecilia had finished her nightly routine and was preparing to sleep, she realized that Nathaniel had actually gone to sleep in the guest room.

At that moment, she couldn’t muster the energy to think about anything else. Clad in her pajamas, she knocked on Nathaniel’s door. “Open the door.”

After a pause, Nathaniel finally pulled the door open, “What is it?”

His nonchalant attitude only served to further infuriate Cecilia. Determined to test whether he had truly Host interest in her, she stepped closer.

Cecilia wrapped her arms around Nathaniel’s muscular frame, tilting her head up to press her crimson lips against his Adam’s apple.