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.

spine. “Nathaniel, you wouldn’t dare!” she protested, trying

ear, before earnestly

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

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

stammered, her voice

again, leaning even closer to her ear. “If you ever need something, tell me in private. Don’t go looking for

pulling the blanket

him–a reminder of how she had once thought that the amnesiac, blind Nathaniel was at her mercy. But now, she realized that dealing

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

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

adrift in the vast ocean, tossed helplessly by the waves. When she awoke, she

already. Thankfully, Martha

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

without hesitation: All right,

late every

in the hospital, and despite having a caregiver, Cecilia made it a point to visit him every