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

Chapter 108 Cooking For Him

Cecilia was taken aback.

Before she could react, Nathaniel had already settled back onto the couch, gazing at her. “I’m not feeling well,” he said. “Stay and take care of me.”

“If I take care of you, would you be willing to let my friend go?”

Nathaniel grunted in agreement, his voice hoarse yet magnetic.

“Fine,” agreed Cecilia.

After all, she had planned to get closer to Nathaniel.

Nathaniel leaned back on the couch, a dull ache throbbing in his stomach. He hadn’t eaten anything since he went overseas the night before.

“Ms. Smith, you haven’t forgotten how to cook, have you? I’m hungry.”

“I’ll order some takeout for you,” Cecilia said, pulling out her phone.

Just as she was about to order, Nathaniel furrowed his brows, stopping her, “I want to eat your cooking.”

“If I cook, it would take at least an hour or two,” Cecilia explained.

“I can wait.”

intently on Cecilia’s face,

found

go cook right

her slender figure, feeling a stir in his

kitchen was spotlessly clean, as if it had just been renovated.

had no idea how Nathaniel managed

had no choice but

slightly closed, she was listening to the bustling sounds of

as if everything had returned to how

was in discomfort, yet his spirits had notably

break, he switched

in charge of the legal department had summarized the online

the public opinion about

person in charge:

that, he promptly shut

life. As for her personal life, he didn’t

reports were accurate, he had to consider whether or not it was appropriate

already let Vivian go and was

on the table and cold medicine was

“Time to eat.

room, taking in the sight of the plethora of dishes on the table. They were as appealing to

haven’t I noticed just how