When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1890 Take On The Responsibility Of A Father

"Mom, you made the right call divorcing him," Nicholas said, then turned and walked straight out of the room.

As he passed Nathaniel, he muttered, "I've lost again. It's my own fault for not being good enough."

Nathaniel stayed quiet, his expression cold. Nicholas didn't care how his brother reacted. He was just overwhelmed with a deep, hollow feeling.

Once outside, he pulled out his phone, planning to call someone but he couldn't think of a single name to dial. Eventually, his gaze landed on Jocelyn's number. He stared at it for a long time but didn't press the call button. Instead, he turned the phone off.

Inside, the room fell into a heavy silence. Wren sighed again and again. "How did Nicholas turn out this way? He used to be so well-behaved... so thoughtful."

Elena didn't say a word.

When Wren talked about the past, it was anyone's guess how far back he was really thinking.

Seeing that Elena remained silent, Wren turned to her. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," she replied, getting to her feet. "About the divorce—I'd like you to stay home for this month. Once the cooling-off period ends, we can go sign the divorce certificate."

Getting divorced nowadays came with all kinds of hassles. That mandatory cool- off period was dragging on. But Elena couldn't wait another minute.

As she reached the stairs, she turned back one more time. "And one more thing- this month, I expect you to actually take on the responsibilities of a father."

Without waiting for a response, she walked upstairs and disappeared into her

room.

Meanwhile, back at the Smith residence, Cecilia had just returned. She was still worried about Nathaniel. Mason had already told her he'd be fine, but she couldn't shake the anxiety.

She heard the sound of a car pulling up and immediately stepped outside. Nathaniel's car had just arrived. Cecilia ran out the door and straight into his arms. "You okay?"

Nathaniel held her close, gently running his fingers through her hair. "I'm fine," he said softly. "Didn't Mason tell you? There's nothing to worry about.”

Cecilia nodded. "I just feel uneasy when I can't see you."

"You dummy." Nathaniel held her even tighter.

At that moment, he felt like nothing else mattered. Whatever came his way, he could handle it—as long as she was there.

"Come on, let's get some rest," Cecilia said. She'd already told Queenie she'd be spending the night there.

Later, nestled in Nathaniel's arms,

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she listenèd quietly as he told her who had been behind the whole scheme. Without thinking, she

asked, "So you're just lettin

them go?"

"Of course not," Nathaniel replied, pausing for a beat. "But totally crushing them isn't easy. So I'm going to take something really

valuable from Robert-some net

that make sure he doesn't act up again."

"What is it?"noveldrama

"A piece of land downtown."

Nathaniel went on to explain just how important and valuable that land was.

"Would Robert really agree to give it up?" she asked.

"He won't, not willingly. But I'll make him." His eyes were calm and steady. He was determined.

Cecilia knew he never made empty promises. "If you ever need help with anything, don't forget to ask me," she said.

Nathaniel smiled. "Okay."

He leaned in closer. "I missed you, Ceci."

Cecilia looked up at his handsome face, her cheeks instantly turning red. She quickly looked away, not daring to meet his gaze. "Well I kind of missed you too," she mumbled, a little shyly.

Nathaniel didn't hesitate. He picked her up and carried her back into the room.

That night, Cecilia's whole body felt like it no longer belonged to her. The pain was overwhelming.

How long has he been holding back? I wasn't expecting this side of him. If I'd known, I wouldn't have come back at all.