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

Chapter 206 Fallen For Her

There was pin drop silence in the room..

Suddenly, Nathaniel realized that besides knowing that Cecilia loved flowers, wanted to visit her hometown, and desired to go to Tidgate, he couldn’t think of anything else she might want…

Cecilia also noticed his discomfort and casually remarked, “Hadn’t we agreed not to continue playing the role of husband and wife?”

Nathaniel’s voice was laced with a hint of bitterness. “What do you mean ‘we agreed? That was clearly your decision alone.”

Her decision…

If everything required the consent of both parties, then what did his solitary meeting with Stella amount to?

Cecilia’s lips tightened, losing all color. “All right then, there are nineteen days left. I hope you’ll keep your promise in the end. I’m going to cook.”

She turned around and headed to the kitchen.

The heaviness in Nathaniel’s heart grew increasingly suffocating.

He quickly stepped forward. “I’ll do it.”

Taken aback, Cecilia momentarily froze. By the time she regained her composure, Nathaniel had already made his way into the kitchen.

attire, standing in the kitchen. It was strikingly out of

he wanted to do it, Cecilia couldn’t be bothered

for long. He would eventually revert to his old self, and when that happened, she could

skilled and efficient at his job, yet his cooking skills were rather

took over an hour to prepare

order something to be delivered,” Nathaniel suggested as

her, and was reminded of the barely edible seafood oatmeal she had last time. It was a stark contrast to the pictures Stella had posted on her social media as she boasted about Nathaniel’s ability to whip

how to cook?” She asked, as if compelled by

stiffened. “Of

that was burnt in his

“Have this,” he said..

as he once again swapped the egg in his bowl with hers, meticulously removing

and explained, “I’m just not familiar with

possibly know how to cook? Since young, he had barely set foot in

she ate her oatmeal. However, before she could even taste

it’s gotten cold. I’ll have breakfast

earlier, only to realize that he had mistakenly used salt

tossed the oatmeal along with the bowl into the

then rose from his seat and stepped outside, making

he asked for it to be

walked into the living room, gazing through the floor–to–ceiling windows at Nathaniel outside. She felt