When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 129 Anniversary Event

At the anniversary event, Nathaniel watched as his mother passed him one glass of wine after another. His gaze occasionally drifted toward Stella.

He understood what was happening.

“I have work tonight. I can’t drink anymore.” Nathaniel gently declined the offer of more wine.

Upon noticing his slightly tipsy state, Elena shot a glance toward Stella.

Instantly, Stella moved to Nathaniel’s side, offering him support. “Nathaniel, you’ve been drinking. Let me take you home.”

No matter what, she was determined to have something happen between them that night.

Nathaniel was still conscious and about to pull out his arm when his gaze locked onto a woman in the distance. She was dressed in a stunning turquoise gown, her beauty beguiling and enchanting.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

He didn’t push Stella away. Instead, he gazed deeply at Cecilia.

As soon as Cecilia appeared, she attracted quite a bit of attention.

Her beauty was so extraordinary that the majority of people present failed to recognize her as the former young lady of the Smith family with hearing impairment.

Elena also glanced at her and was completely taken aback.

In the past, Cecilia didn’t know how to dress up. Even though she was beautiful, she wasn’t particularly eye–catching.

At that moment, she seemed like a completely different person.

Under the scrutinizing gazes of those around her, Cecilia made a beeline for Nathaniel and Stella.

“Ms. Ross, I’ve come to take Nathaniel home,” said Cecilia.

Following that, everyone present turned their attention to her.

“Isn’t that Cecilia, Mr. Rainsworth’s wife?”

“Is that really Cecilia? Why did she change so much? She’s gorgeous now!”

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“She was always beautiful, but she didn’t make many public appearances before.”

“She looked even better than Stella, but now that she’s here, doesn’t that make Stella a mistress?”

Stella also overheard those people’s chatter and felt embarrassed, blushing.

At that moment, Nathaniel managed to free himself from her grasp and turned to Cecilia. “Why did you come down?”

When Cecilia looked at him, she realized the effects of the drug hadn’t kicked in yet. “I noticed you’ve had quite a bit to drink. I was worried you might get drunk, so I came down.”

The conversation between the two upset Stella even more. Does this mean that Cecilia arrived here early on?

Nathaniel grinned subconsciously. “You go ahead. I’ll catch up with you.”

“All right.” Cecilia turned and left.

Just as she reached the doorway, a stern–looking man dressed in a suit approached. He happened upon her, and a flicker of surprise crossed the depths of his profound eyes.

“Cecilia?” He called out tentatively.

Cecilia halted in her tracks, turning to look at him. His foxy eyes and strikingly handsome features made up a face that was hard for anyone to forget.

If her memory served her right, he was the third son of the Faust family, Darren.

He was one of Nathaniel’s friends and the only one who had never mistreated her after she married Nathaniel.

However, he had never assisted her either. Whenever Zachary bullied her, he always remained a mere spectator.

“You’ve mistaken me for someone else.” Since they weren’t close, Cecilia didn’t want to be bothered with him.

She lowered her gaze, swiftly passing by in front of Darren.

Darren didn’t expose her. Instead, he watched her leave with a seemingly profound gaze, his expression inscrutable.

Back at the party, Nathaniel subtly sensed something amiss with his body and soon understood the wine he drank was drugged.

He cast a gloomy look at Stella on the side, lowering his voice, “Regardless of what my mother told you, I don’t want a repeat of this incident.”

Stella was a bit dumbfounded. It took her a while to respond, “Nathaniel, don’t be angry. Mdm. Elena just really wanted a grandchild.”

Just as she finished her sentence, Nathaniel interrupted her. “Will you die if she asks you to drop dead?”

Stella’s throat tightened.

As Nathaniel was about to leave, she clung onto the hem of his clothes, whispering in a voice only the two of them could hear, “Nathaniel, I truly love you. I’m willing to do anything for you. Cecilia is different. She was spoiled from a young age and didn’t understand what love was.

As for me, I’ve been preserving my virginity for you.”