<strong>Chapter 143 Used To It</strong>


    Amidst the surprised gazes of the crowd, Nathaniel walked toward the door and halted in his tracks as he passed Darren.


    “What did she say to you earlier?”


    Darren ryed to him exactly what Cecilia had said.


    Without asking any further, Nathaniel quickly departed.


    Not long after he left, one of his friends shared the news about Nancy with Ste.


    Thetter woman was engrossed in managing online public opinion and suppressing the


    trending topic when she learned that a woman was trying to associate herself with Nathaniel. Her eyes instantly turned chilly.


    “Thank you for letting me know.”


    Then, she immediately made a phone call. “There’s this woman called Nancy at Elite Club. Teach her a lesson.”


    Who did that girl think she was, trying topete with her for Nathaniel? To think a nobody like her could be so brazen!


    The Ste of today was no longer the impoverished girl who would let others walk all over her. Having be a big star, she naturally had some tricks up her sleeve now.


    Nathaniel returned to Daltonia Vi to find all the lights in the living room off.


    He turned on the lights, and had he not seen the things she had bought on the table, he wouldn’t have been able to confirm that she hade back.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    Stepping forward, he nced at the three bags on the coffee table, each filled with various clothing.


    Nathaniel couldn’t help but take another look. Then, he realized the clothes belonged to a man.


    His eyes narrowed slightly.


    He ascended the stairs and noticed the door to Cecilia’s bedroom left ajar. There was a faint light seeping through.


    He gently pushed open the door, only to find Cecilia, dressed in a long, pale–colored dress, sitting on the plush couch on the balcony. She watched the moon outside the window, her gaze vacant.


    At that moment, her eyes held an expression that Nathaniel could notprehend.


    The way she merged with the dark night made her look like a painting.


    Nathaniel stared at her in a daze, and it took him a long while to snap back to reality.


    When Cecilia turned to him, there was a hint of redness in the corners of her eyes.


    Just as Nathaniel was certain that she would question him in distress as she used to, he instead found her remarkably calm.


    “I went to Elite Club earlier and saw that neither you nor your friend wanted me to join you guys, so I just came home on my own.


    Cecilia stood up, barefoot, and approached him.


    “I’m feeling a bit tired and would like to rest. If you don’t have anything else to talk about, could you please leave?”


    Nathaniel didn’t budge, only staring at her peaceful face. “Did you really just go shopping today?”


    If they had only gone to themercial street, there was no way the bodyguards could have lost. track of them.


    Cecilia knew he would not believe her.


    “Thanks for agreeing to the terms of the agreement today. I also took the liberty of buying you some clothes.”


    Nathaniel had not expected her to buy clothes for him.


    His mind kept telling him that she was lying.


    Yet, upon meeting her gaze, he forcefully suppressed his doubts.


    After a brief silence within the room, the man spoke again. “Don’t take what you heard back there seriously,


    This was the first time he had uttered words offort.


    However, Cecilia didn’t feel much better. She balled her hands into slight fists before forcing a smile.


    “I know, I’m used to it all.”


    Used to it?


    A lump formed in Nathaniel’s throat. He wanted to exin, but when the words reached his lips, he found himself unable to say anything.


    Cecilia seemed nonchnt about it. “Don’t worry, I’ll pay you back as soon as possible. Once your concerns are settled, everything will be fine.”


    Nathaniel didn’t know how he had managed to walk away.


    Upon returning to his own room, he felt particrly uneasy.


    She was so indifferent, a stark contrast to how she used to be, If you were in love with someone, it would show. Likewise, if you weren’t in love with someone, would be just as obvious.


    Nathaniel found himself unable to sleep again. He sat on the balcony, his gaze drifting unconsciously towards Cecilia’s room.


    He had never imagined that their rtionship would evolve into what it was now.


    On the other side of the wall, Cecilia was just as sleepless,


    Despite it being summer, she still insisted on sleeping wrapped in a nket.


    Every time she closed her eyes, echoes of mockery would resonate in her mind and ears.


    Deaf.


    She brushed her fingers against her car, feeling a somewhat warm liquid trickling down.


    After wiping away the fresh blood with a tissue she had grabbed from the bedside, the woman took some medicine. Then, clutching the stuffed toys that Elliot and Jonathan had left for her, she drifted into a light sleep.


    As promised, Nathaniel did note.