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

Chapter 173 Steal His Woman

Does it matter if he noticed those marks?

“Do you care about him that much? Are you afraid he’ll be mad after seeing those marks?” Nathaniel’s voice carried a bitter edge.

Cecilia didn’t respond to him.

He simply couldn’t understand why she had cried.

Before, Nathaniel remained indifferent when Cecilia cried, but now, her tears left him feeling utterly powerless.

“Stop crying.”

He gently kissed her forehead, the bridge of her nose, and her cheeks.

A flicker passed through Cecilia’s eyes. She tried to push him away but simply couldn’t.

At that moment, there was a knock at the door.

“Ms. Smith, I brought you new clothes,” the waitress announced from outside.

Nathaniel abruptly halted, leaning close to Cecilia’s ear, his breathing heavy.

Cecilia wiped away the tears on her face and glared at him.

Nathaniel subtly shifted his position, allowing her the space to open the door and retrieve her clothes.

Cecilia cracked open the door slightly, collecting her clothes, and composed herself.

“Mr. Rainsworth, would you mind stepping out? I need to change my clothes.”

that she might cry again, Nathaniel

a cigarette. He found it challenging to suppress the

do I feel

put it on, even though

at her reflection in the mirror for

saw her come out. He extinguished the cigarette in

“Where are you going?”

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173 Steal

having lunch with a

under his surveillance, Nathaniel would

a sense of guilt,

+5 Pearls:

only to find

of the cold, so I had the waitress bring

“Thank you.”

put on

Calvin refrained from mentioning the marks

serving her

distracted as she

something is troubling you, you must tell me. Don’t

“Okay.”

just lip service.

escorted Cecilia

watching Cecilia leave, he returned to

call came through. It was from his good friend, Yannick Hayes. “So, how did it

the

no? That’s not like you at

of energy, acting swiftly in everything