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.

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

ear, before earnestly whispering something. The words made Cecilia’s eyes

ripe apple. “I don’t need that!” she snapped,

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

stammered, her voice

something, tell me in private. Don’t go looking for other men,” he whispered, his

pulling the blanket tighter around herself and

left, she noticed the fading bruise on his waist, a mark she had left on him–a reminder of how she had once thought that the amnesiac, blind

an air of superiority as if he were doing others a favor just

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

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

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

caught her eye: Are you free this afternoon? Want to come with me to see Eli?

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

late every

a caregiver, Cecilia made it a point to visit