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.”

gaze was fixed intently on Cecilia’s face, not wavering

found

cook

figure, feeling a stir in

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

had no idea how Nathaniel managed to get by after

no choice but

closed, she was

everything had

discomfort, yet his spirits had notably

break, he switched on his cell

in charge of the legal department had summarized

observing the public

to the person

he promptly shut off

mother’s life. As for her

a subsidiary of Rainsworth Group. If all the online reports were accurate, he had to consider whether

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

the table and cold

“Time to eat.

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

noticed just how skilled