When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 478

Chapter 478 Martha Left You A Letter
After what felt like an eternity, Cecilia finally spoke up, “Nathaniel, the New Year is almost upon us.”

“Yeah.”

“Martha has left us.”

Cecilia tightly clenched onto Nathaniel's clothes.

He held her tightly. He wasn't good at comforting others, but he planted a kiss on her forehead.

Cecilia thought her tears had already run dry, but at that moment, she broke down, and tears began falling uncontrollably from her eyes again.

“It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have gone to find Paula, let alone...”

“Martha left you a letter,” uttered Nathaniel. “Wanda brought it over.”

Cecilia looked up at him. “Where is it?”

Nathaniel got up, pulled open the bedside drawer, and handed the letter to her.

She swiftly opened the letter, and what came into her sight was a few short lines of text: Ceci, by the time you open this letter, I am no longer around. Please don't be sad. This is my fate. Do you still remember what I told you? Everyone gets old, and eventually, we all have to die. So, I'm not scared. All I want is to be able to do something for you before I leave this world. The doctor said that I won't last many more days. I know I can't win against Paula, so the only way is to send her to prison. This way, she won't be able to bully you anymore. Finally, please don't resent me for calling myself your mother, as I've always considered you my own daughter. This time, allow me to shed my pride just once. If there's a next life, let's be mother and daughter, is that all right?

Cecilia read Martha's letter over and over again, feeling as if her heart had been torn apart.

“So that's how it is.”

Cecilia came to understand Martha's intentions. The reason she had left her this letter was, in essence, to reveal the truth to her.

Martha had thought that if Cecilia didn't wish for Paula to land in jail, she could present this letter. Furthermore, Cecilia wouldn't need to harbor resentment and unhappiness because of her death.

Cecilia clenched the letter tightly. “Nathaniel, my heart hurts. It hurts so badly.”

“Everything will get better,” he comforted her.