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

Chapter 354 Very Troublesome.

To the neighbors, what Nathaniel had handed over was nothing more than a piece of tattered paper.

Could he be a madman?

When Cecilia returned, the neighbor couldn’t help but pull her aside and say, “Your husband isn’t bad–looking, but he has a strange temper. I brought over some meat for you, and he handed me a piece of paper. He asked me to fill in the numbers myself.”

The neighbor tactfully chose her words, refraining from outright calling Nathaniel a madman.

Cecilia knew that the neighbor had misunderstood, but it wasn’t appropriate to correct her. Thus, Cecilia could only admit that Nathaniel’s temperament was indeed peculiar.

“Thank you for the food you’ve sent. In the future, when he’s at home, please don’t seek him out. Wait for me to return.”

“Okay.” The neighbor seemed relieved. She watched as Cecilia entered the house. Yet, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of sympathy for Cecilia.

How did such a fine young lady end up marrying a man who is both blind and mad? I remember hearing that Cecilia was a prominent young lady who had married a rich man.

Cecilia had returned from the hospital.

She had visited Elliot and then went for her prenatal checkup. Everything was normal.

When she pushed the door open and stepped into the room, Cecilia instantly noticed Nathaniel busy in the kitchen. A few times, he had almost burned his hand.

Cecilia stepped forward. “What are you doing

“Cooking,” answered Nathaniel unflinchingly, mistaking sugar for salt as he continued his cooking.

“That’s sugar, not salt…”

Nathaniel’s hand paused mid–air.

the salt

last night, the positions were switched.”

to take advantage of someone who

the pan to Cecilia. Instead, he continued to

now on, I’ll be the

kitchen yesterday, he wished he could have invited the best chefs in the country to come

Cecilia didn’t

at the blackish food in the pot. The corners of her mouth

every day, I’ll have a shorter life

hire a

caregiver had to constantly look after Martha, leaving no time for

having to cook and clean the

seemed particularly obedient.

We’ll order

out a

this situation ever end? When would Nathaniel

Cecilia returned to the living room, she wanted to just lie down and have some quiet time. However, at that moment, she received a phone call from her

any

“Not yet. What’s up?”

landed a big deal here. A big shot specifically requested your

frowned. “The person wants