Chapter 373: It Will Not Happen

Cecilia shook her head. “No, what's up?”

“It’s nothing. I just haven’t seen him in a long time. Why don’t you invite him over for dinner again sometime?”

Cecilia, having also noticed Calvin’s attentions, relayed her last conversation with him to Martha. “Martha, Calvin is just being a friend. Don’t make it difficult for him.”

Friend? Martha, despite her age, possessed sharp eyesight. She couldn't miss the affection Calvin held for Cecilia. Had Calvin abandoned his pursuit because Nathaniel was home? This thought worried Martha.

“I understand,” she said. “But Ceci, you need to think about yourself. You’re expecting again. How can you take care of so many children?”

“I have money now. I’m not afraid,” Cecilia replied optimistically.

Martha’s concern wasn’t about hiring help; she longed for Cecilia to find love and happiness. Knowing Cecilia’s steadfast nature, however, Martha didn’t press the issue.

The day flew by. The following day, Cecilia returned to Tudela. Watching her constant journeys, Martha felt heartbroken.

“I’ll go with you,” Nathaniel said solemnly at breakfast. He worried about the child.

“It’s fine. You should focus on your work,” Cecilia firmly declined.

“Then bring the bodyguards.” Knowing Cecilia would refuse his company, Nathaniel offered a compromise.

“Sven’s company is enough,” Cecilia countered, feeling that a large entourage would be too conspicuous and uncomfortable.

After breakfast, she found the bodyguards waiting. Sven was apart, in a separate car. At her appearance, they bowed. “Mrs. Rainsworth.”

Too weary to interact, Cecilia went straight to Sven. “Sven, let’s go.”

“All right.”

Sven drove, with four bodyguards trailing. Cecilia called Nathaniel. “Tell your bodyguards to leave.”

“They’re under your command now,” Nathaniel replied gravely. “You can give them orders.”

Cecilia was startled. Under her command? She stopped the car and addressed the following bodyguards. “Stop following me and go back.”

“Understood.” The lead bodyguard immediately obeyed.

Inside, Nathaniel held his phone, his face a mask of quiet resentment after Cecilia's abrupt call. The previous day, he’d asked Mason to tempt Sven, but Sven had refused. This only deepened his unease about the bodyguard. Looks like I’ll have to accompany Ceci to Tudela.

Martha, still awake, noticed Nathaniel's pensive state. “What’s the matter?” she asked.

“It’s nothing… I’ll be working night shifts for the next few days, so I won’t be coming home.”

Night shifts? Martha was taken aback, her conviction that he was unworthy of Cecilia strengthening.

“Go ahead, but don’t upset Ceci. If you do, be the one to ask for a divorce. Don’t waste any more of her time.”

Nathaniel rose. “Don’t worry. It won’t happen.” His voice resonated with unshakeable certainty.