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, not wavering for even

found it

go cook

figure, feeling a stir in

been renovated. However, there was not a single. dish in

had no idea how Nathaniel managed to get by after she

but

the living room couch. Eyes slightly closed, she was listening to the bustling sounds of Cecilia cooking in

had returned to

discomfort, yet his spirits had notably

short break, he switched on

person in charge of the legal department had summarized

observing the public opinion about

the person in charge: Let

he promptly shut off his

his mother’s life. As for her

the online reports were accurate, he had to consider whether

that Nathaniel had already let Vivian go and was preparing his favorite meal for

after dish was served on the table and cold medicine

“Time to eat.

dining room, taking in the sight of the plethora of dishes on the table. They

I noticed just how skilled Cecilia