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

Chapter 96 Taking Things For Granted

“I’ve been eating your cooking for three years. I don’t mind this time either,” Nathaniel replied.

Cecilia chuckled lightly. Once the vegetables arrived, she headed to the kitchen to prepare the meal.

In truth, she didn’t know how to cook before. It was only after marrying Nathaniel that she gradually learned.

Nathaniel had never shown gratitude before, always taking things for granted, just as he was doing at that moment.

Nathaniel was sitting quietly in the living room, but his gaze remained fixed on Cecilia. It was as if he could never tire of looking at her, no matter how many times he did.

Cecilia served dish after dish onto the table. She also specifically added a little something extra to Nathaniel’s favorite lemon butter fish.

The two of them sat down facing each other.

It had been a long while since Nathaniel shared a meal with her, yet he hadn’t touched his fork.

Cecilia served him a large piece of fish, placing it on his plate. “You said you wouldn’t mind.”

Upon hearing that, Nathaniel picked up his fork and knife, calmly eating the fish from his plate.

Cecilia was watching him, feeling particularly anxious because she had added a sleep–inducing drug to the fish.

the portion might not be enough, so she placed more of the

her with his deep, dark eyes. “Why aren’t you

should eat more,” said Cecilia, nervously

uttering another word, Nathaniel quietly finished his meal alongside

he didn’t feel the

dumbfounded. Did I put too little

headed toward the kitchen. “I’ll pour

however, firmly grasped her

attentive that day, but he recalled

was just an act, and

thought he had

the living room? Why do you need to go to

in relief. “I wanted

need,” Nathaniel murmured. His gaze was locked on Cecilia’s stunning amber eye as his Adam’s Apple

did not loosen. Instead, he held her

honest. Do you still have feelings for

her thoughts, Nathaniel spoke again, explaining, “You mentioned that you’ve lost your memory, right? I want to know, after losing your memory, do you still have feelings for

it seemed as if the air

was at a loss for how

left, she no longer

hand. “Mr. Rainsworth, to be completely honest, you’re exceptional. I can never reach the heights you’ve achieved, but I still greatly admire