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

Chapter 389 Intimate Moment

Her face flushed bright red in an instant. She froze, afraid to move, and cast her gaze around the

determined not to focus on Nathaniel’s touch.

room,

The storeroom, once familiar but now seemingly transformed by Nathaniel at some unknown time, had a cool, modern color scheme. The space appeared to have expanded, giving it a more open feel.

Nathaniel’s room remained as it always had been: meticulously organized, with even the smallest details attended to, such as a single pen perfectly placed on the far right side of the pen holder.

As Cecilia’s gaze wandered, she couldn’t help but notice Nathaniel’s hand, which was marked with scars.

Where did these scars come from?

Cecilia couldn’t help but ask, “How did you get those wounds on your hand? From glass?”

It had been a while since Nathaniel last held her like this. Breathing heavily and taking in her scent, he said, “I don’t remember.”

her, she’d realize I’ve regained most of my memory and

sighed softly. “It’s a pity you’ve forgotten so much. Have you also forgotten

Nathaniel asked with

murmured, “You haven’t forgotten how to play the piano though. Is

leaning closer.

and Cecilia noticed her cramp had subsided. As she tilted her head to move out of his arms, her red lips

all the blood in his body had

Before she could fully comprehend what was happening, his thin

felt as though time itself

intense, close–up reflection of Nathaniel’s handsome face.

faint, unexpected fragrance lingered in the air–an enticing scent that surprised Cecilia as she realized it was

resist, but her words were cut off as his lips sealed over hers. Her mind went instantly

the cool air outside and the

remained in a daze, a sudden, sharp knock echoed from the door outside, breaking the

The voices of the two children snapped Cecilia

that she realized half of her clothes had been removed by Nathaniel. She quickly