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

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Cecilia’s face stiffened as she cast a somewhat awkward glance toward him.

Nathaniel’s eyes were shrouded in darkness, his only guide being the sound of her voice. “Can you lead me to the bathroom?” he asked.

Returning to her senses, the woman reached out.

“Okay.”

She helped Nathaniel get up from his bed.

After taking him to the restroom and guiding him to where the toilet was, she left immediately.

A considerable amount of time passed when suddenly, a loud noise echoed from the bathroom. Crash!

Cecilia hurried over and swung the door open, only to see that Nathaniel had accidentally knocked over a glass cup from the sink counter. As he bent down to pick up the pieces, he cut his hand, and blood started to flow freely.

“You cut your hand.”

Cecilia stopped him immediately.

The man, however, seized her hand in response, posing the question from the previous night once again.

“Do you hate me?”

Cecilia was momentarily taken aback, but she didn’t respond. Instead, she gently pulled her hand out of his grasp.

“I called the nurse over to bandage you up.”

Ten minutes later, the caregiver had tidied up the bathroom and replaced all the fragile and sharp objects.

quietly in the chair, letting the nurse

now and then, the young nurse would steal glances at his face. Not even the scars

the time she

been taken care of, Ms.

“Thank you.”

Cecilia watched her leave.

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and closed the door

had spent the entire night in a deep sleep, and she

was due to cranial nerve damage, she

really not remember anything.

Nathaniel asked in return. “Is

Cecilia was dumbfounded.

can’t even remember his

“Yes.”

from last night really my mother?” the

no denying that despite his memory loss, he was still capable of being in control. With just

“Yes,” Cecilia responded.

don’t remember anything else. I

Cecilia asked

we’re very much in love with each other,” the man. suddenly remarked with a

Wife?

love with each

was utterly astounded

in love. We were already planning to divorce when the

truly lost his memory or was merely pretending, she

sound of her voice, suddenly pulled