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

Chapter 97 All Women Love Beauty

Cecilia continued, “There isn’t a woman who doesn’t love to look beautiful. Perhaps the person I used to be was too humble, always hiding my own likes and preferences.”

Nathaniel felt a tightness in his chest as he listened to all that. “Are you saying that everything you did in the past was for me?”

Cecilia looked up and met his gaze. “I told you, I don’t remember. However, I can tell you that I love makeup, and I adore vibrant, beautiful clothes. I also have a thing for gold, silver, and jewelry.”

In the past, Cecilia chose to wear grey clothes and refrained from wearing makeup because she was afraid of making Nathaniel angry.

Her family deceived Nathaniel, so she didn’t want to be all dolled up, drawing attention and potentially causing him distress.

Once, she merely put on a red dress and hummed a song while watering the flowers outside, only to be met with his mockery. “You folks from the Smith family sure are impressive. To think you all can sleep well, dress up fancily, and have a great time after lying to people.”

Since then, at home, she dared not be happy, dared not laugh, and certainly dared not dress too well.

Nathaniel had no idea about all those and even mistakenly thought it was because she didn’t like those things!

What a joke. Cecilia tightened her grip, her fingertips digging deeply into her palm to the point she was bleeding, but she didn’t stop.

Nathaniel simply

her pleasant scent, feeling a hint

why didn’t

Cecilia was taken aback.

you tell me?”

on

was clogged with a ball of cotton. I should’ve been the one to say

asked, “Can you let

however, refused to release her, holding her tightly in his arms. “Cecilia, do you have. any idea how long I’ve been searching for you? Forget it! You’re nothing

have amnesia because if she hadn’t, she would’ve questioned him.

with him. “Mr. Rainsworth, aren’t you afraid Ms. Ross will get angry if you talk

Nathaniel’s lips

she could react,

he simultaneously

as though her blood

the back of Cecilia’s head, his entire body leaning

difficult to breathe. She tried to push him away, but she was not

domineering and powerful kiss only ended after a

his fingers through her soft, silky hair,

and slowly raised hers, gently patting his shoulder.

on the couch. He then laid down next to her,