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

Chapter 357 Dream About The Past

The two of them sat closely together. Nathaniel listened intently to her question. As he took in the pleasant scent that was emanating from her, his Adam’s apple bobbed slightly.

“I did.” His voice was raspy.

During that period, he would occasionally dream about his past with Cecilia, including some intimate moments.

“Do you still not trust me?” he asked.

Upon observing his current state, Cecilia thought there was no way he was lying and shook her head. “It’s not that. I just think you’re incredible. Despite your inability to see, you can still play the piano and even help me correct my music sheets.”

Nathaniel could hear the melancholy in her voice and guessed, more or less, why she appeared so sad when he entered the room earlier.

“Because I must excel,” he said slowly.

Cecilia was taken aback.

Nathaniel continued, “I’ve been having dreams about my childhood lately. Growing up, I was constantly educated and indoctrinated with the idea that I was destined to become the head of the Rainsworth family. I had no choice but to grow up.”

He paused for a moment, then turned to Cecilia and said, “And now, how am I supposed to take care of you and our unborn child if I’m not good enough?”

Cecilia was unsure of how to respond to that.

into his embrace. “Can we start over, Ceci? I

certainly have never uttered

the one being loved since his

he was fond of her, he would neither show

Cecilia heard Nathaniel express his love for her, and she was so shocked that she

leaning down

Rainsworth…” a discordant

Cecilia immediately pushed

her feet and stepped outside. “Jon,

and Nathaniel leaving one after another. Something seemed off to

of them descended

went to call for Martha and

and Nathaniel walked together. With a small voice, Jonathan asked, “Tell me, what

lifted his sharp brow.

you bully

choosing not to respond. “Is this the attitude

anxious. “Nathaniel, if you dare to bully my mommy,

hearing Jonathan call out his

genetics, but he effortlessly and

struggling. “Put me down, you big

Nathaniel was about to give the boy a piece of his mind, he heard Martha’s