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.

a shiver down Cecilia’s spine. “Nathaniel, you wouldn’t dare!” she protested, trying to sound

breath still against her ear, before earnestly whispering something. The words made Cecilia’s

face flushed a deep red, her cheeks burning like a ripe apple. “I don’t need that!” she snapped,

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

out… now,” she stammered, her voice trembling with

“If you ever need something, tell

now!” Cecilia demanded, pulling the blanket tighter around herself and curling up under

she had once thought that the amnesiac, blind Nathaniel was at her mercy. But now, she realized that dealing with Nathaniel after his memory loss was proving to be far

if he were doing others a favor just by being present. Now, without his memories, he was

return, Cecilia took extra precautions before going back to sleep, locking the door from the inside and barricading it with a cabinet. But sleep did not come easily; every time she closed her eyes, Nathaniel’s words echoed in

off. Cecilia 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 with

already. Thankfully, Martha had been waking up. day, giving her some

a message from Calvin caught her eye: Are you free this afternoon? Want to come with me to see Eli? He texted me saying he

without hesitation: All right, see you at

late every

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