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.

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

his memory, he would certainly have

being loved since his

fond of her, he would neither show it nor express

love for her, and she was so shocked

tighter, leaning down and intending

a discordant

reality, Cecilia immediately

and stepped outside.

leaving one after another. Something seemed off

them descended the stairs

for Martha

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

hearing the words, Nathaniel lifted his

you bully her

listened to the urgency in Jonathan’s voice, purposely choosing not to respond. “Is this the attitude you should have when asking someone

you dare to

call out his name

but he effortlessly and immediately lifted up

hanging in the air, struggling. “Put me down, you big

piece of his mind,