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,

consequently found it

cook right

gazed at her slender figure, feeling a stir in his

clean, as if it had just been renovated. However, there was not a single. dish in

how Nathaniel managed to get by after she

but to order

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

seemed as if everything had

body was in discomfort, yet his spirits

break, he

of the legal department had summarized the online public opinion and informed him about

public opinion about

to the person

that, he promptly

life. As for her

Central Media was a subsidiary of Rainsworth Group. If all the online reports were accurate, he had to consider whether or not

Cecilia was unaware that Nathaniel had already let Vivian go and

the table and cold

“Time to eat.

sight of the plethora of dishes on the table. They were as appealing to the eyes as they were to the nose

how skilled Cecilia