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

consequently found it

go cook right

at her slender figure, feeling a

been renovated. However, there

how Nathaniel managed to get by after

choice but to

moment, Nathaniel was lying on the living room couch. Eyes slightly closed,

seemed as if everything had returned to how it once

yet his spirits had

taking a short break, he

summarized the online public opinion and informed

the public

to the person in

that, he promptly

mother’s life. As for her personal

Group. If all the online reports were accurate, he had to consider whether or not it was appropriate

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

the table and

“Time to eat.

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

how skilled Cecilia is