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

Chapter 324 Old Habits

Late at night, after ensuring Martha was resting, Cecilia went to her room and lay down. She hadn’t been asleep for long when suddenly, she felt a hand wrap around her from behind. “Ceci,” a voice whispered.

Nathaniel had somehow entered her room. One hand held her firmly, while the other rested on her lower abdomen.

“Nathaniel, what are you doing!”

De losing his memory, Nathaniel hadn’t lost his old habits, especially his tendency to slip

into other people’s rooms uninvited–a habit he clearly hadn’t forgotten.

Nathaniel hadn’t planned on touching her, particularly considering her early pregnancy, made any such action unthinkable.

which

But as he remembered the clandestine meeting between Calvin and Cecilia, and Mason’s words, Nathaniel’s thin lips found their way to the back of her ear.

“Nathaniel, you wouldn’t dare!” she protested, trying to sound

before earnestly

burning like a ripe apple. “I don’t need that!” she snapped, quickly covering her mouth with her hand, worried that Martha might overhear from the next

outside, Cecilia could just make out Nathaniel’s broad, muscular

her voice trembling with fear and

need something, tell me in private. Don’t

out of here, now!” Cecilia demanded, pulling the

amnesiac, blind Nathaniel was at her mercy. But now, she realized that dealing

he were doing others a favor

the door from the inside and barricading it with a cabinet. But sleep did not come easily;

dreamed of herself as a small boat adrift in the vast ocean, tossed helplessly by the waves. When she awoke, she found her forehead damp

glanced at her phone–ten o’clock already. Thankfully, Martha had been waking up. day, giving

of bed, a message from Calvin caught her eye: Are you free this afternoon? Want to

Cecilia replied without hesitation: All right, see you at the

late every

Cecilia made it a point to visit him every day. She quickly changed her clothes and freshened up