When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 43 Tampering The Wine

She slipped the drug into the red wine, then, dressed in a seductive, semi–revealing nightgown, Cecilia approached Nathaniel and poured him a glass.

“Here you go.”

Nathaniel observed her every move, delicately taking the wine glass from her. However, he didn’t drink it; instead, he spoke up without being prompted.

“You were ten when you returned from the village to Tudela, that was our first encounter.”

Cecilia paused, taken aback that Nathaniel actually remembered their first encounter.

She didn’t show any signs of oddness, instead, she pushed the wine toward him once more.

Unexpectedly, Nathaniel pushed the wine back to her, his words leaving no room for argument. “You drink first!”

Gazing at the wine before her, which had been tampered with, Cecilia didn’t hesitate as she picked up the glass and downed it.

The liquor slid down her throat, its taste both bitter and spicy.

Cecilia knew that if she didn’t drink, Nathaniel would certainly become suspicious.

Nathaniel, having spent so many years immersed in the world of business, would have noticed something was off if she showed even the slightest weakness.

another glass of wine,

Rainsworth, it’s your turn

the wine glass, giving it a gentle swirl. Yet, he

Cecilia in a calm and composed manner. “No rush, let me

Reminisce?

they possibly reminisce about decades

Cecilia furrowed her brows.

conditioning running in the room, a fine layer of sweat had formed

Her amber eyes locked onto Nathaniel’s,

Given how late it is,

spoke, Cecilia picked up the wine glass and presented

wasn’t sure if

didn’t want to lose the hard–earned

to mind a memory from four years ago,

Cecilia’s wrist, closing in on her. “Is this

Cecilia was taken aback.

reject you? Is that why you came back

Bang!

glass slipped from her hand,

roughly shook off Cecilia. Before leaving, he couldn’t resist

but the