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.”

profound gaze was fixed intently on Cecilia’s face, not wavering for even a

found it

cook

figure, feeling a stir

it had just been renovated. However, there was

no idea how Nathaniel managed to get by after

no choice but

moment, Nathaniel was lying on the living room couch. Eyes slightly closed, she was listening to the bustling

as if everything had returned

in discomfort, yet his spirits had

a short break, he

in charge of the legal department had summarized

the public

sent a message to the person in charge: Let

promptly shut off his

his mother’s life. As for her personal life,

was a subsidiary of Rainsworth Group. If all the online reports were

already let Vivian go and was preparing

the table

“Time to eat.

arrived in the dining room, taking in the sight of the plethora of dishes on the table. They were as appealing to the eyes as they were to the nose and

just how skilled Cecilia is at