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.

sent a shiver down Cecilia’s spine. “Nathaniel, you wouldn’t

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

like a ripe apple. “I don’t need that!” she snapped, quickly covering

could just make out Nathaniel’s broad, muscular upper body.

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

ear. “If you ever need something, tell me in private. Don’t go looking for other men,” he

Cecilia demanded, pulling the blanket tighter

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 more

been rebellious and untamed, always exuding an air of superiority as if he were doing others a favor just by being

it with a cabinet. But sleep did

herself as a small boat adrift in the vast ocean, tossed helplessly by the

glanced at her phone–ten o’clock already. Thankfully, Martha

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

without hesitation: All right, see you at

late every

to visit him every day.