Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

And then, this man had died for her.

It hit her like a ton of bricks.

The pain she had endured before now seemed like nothing, and guilt gnawed at her heart.

Trying to suppress the overwhelming sadness, she took a deep breath.

The truth was that he could never come back.

It meant nothing to say that she loved him.

She muttered softly, “Let’s go.

”

Cyrus helped her up, held her shoulders and they both walked out of the cemetery.

After Cyrus dropped Lucinda off at the Bay Villa, she immediately made her way to Nathaniel’s room.

Sitting down on the lounge chair he used to sit on, she looked around the space that had once been his sanctuary.

She remembered the letter Amanda had given her and opened her bag to bring it out.NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

She gently felt the texture of the envelope with her fingertips.

Just a few days ago, she believed he had left her without a word.

Now it seemed that he still cared about her even while he was gone.

Lucinda carefully opened the envelope, her heart racing with anticipation.

She read the first sentence of the letter.

“To my beloved Lucinda Simmons.

”

Her hand trembled as she looked at her name on the page, unable to believe what she was seeing.

He… He already knew her true identity!

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Since he knew who Lucinda really was, why had Nathaniel pretended to be jealous when she mentioned Cyrus a few days ago? She supposed she had done it to irritate him.

Had he been doing the same, making fun of her on purpose?

He was so bad, but were they as bad as each other?

Lucinda’s hands shook with anger.

She wanted to hit him.

She practiced deep breathing to calm herself before reading on.

“Lucinda, if you’re reading this letter, it means I have left you forever.

This is my final duty to you, and I am glad to do it.

You have no reason to feel guilty or blame yourself.

I would like to think my death might make you shed a tear.

Part of me looks forward to seeing you cry, but I’m afraid that your tears will burn me like acid; I don’t want to see you sad.

So, don’t cry.

Instead, be a happy and carefree girl with all the strength and power of the Simmons family racing through her veins.

Tears streamed down Lucinda’s cheeks and between her lips.

Salty oceans of sorrow and regret.