When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 121 I Want To Marry You

Finished

Nathaniel moved downstairs step by step, his long legs carrying him toward Cecilia. Upon reaching her, he noticed tear–streaks on her face. Her hands were clenched tightly into fists, and she was sleeping defensively, curled up on the couch.

The air conditioning inside the room was turned down low. He reached out, covering Cecilia with a blanket. Just as he was about to make a call to have breakfast delivered, the front door opened from the outside. Stella walked in, high heels clicking, breakfast in hand.

“Nathaniel, I’ve brought you breakfast. Isn’t today the company’s anniversary? Later, let’s go. together-” Before she could even finish, her gaze fell upon Cecilia, who was sleeping on the couch. Stella was completely frozen in place, unable to believe what was happening.

How did Cecilia end up sleeping here? Did the two of them spend the entire night together?

Nathaniel looked at her groggily, confusion evident in his voice, “How did you get in?”

She had arrived so silently, bypassing the security at the entrance. This could only mean she had used either a fingerprint password or facial recognition.

Stella tightly clutched the bag in her hand, her face paling slightly. “Mdm. Elena arranged this. She wanted to make it easier for me to take care of you in the future.”

for Stella to be able to conceive Nathaniel’s child. She had someone add Stella’s information to the identification system at the entrance

through on the phone. Her gaze lingered on Cecilia before she finally looked away. Lowering her voice, she asked, “Nathaniel, what’s going

“Let’s talk outside.”

Cecilia didn’t sleep well. After she rested, she didn’t put on her hearing aid, so she wasn’t disturbed by their

heart reaching its peak. “Why was Ceci sleeping on the

from his cigarette. “I asked her to move back

divorced from Ceci? Isn’t this

you to casually

up again. Nathaniel had already picked up the phone, dialing the head of

listened in silence, a profound sense of frustration brewing deep within her. Outside the room, Stella was situated just right to see

looked toward Nathaniel again, suddenly recalling the words he had

mention before that you’d give me two choices? I’ve made up my mind; I

these words, and

her. “Are

nodded firmly.