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

Chapter 396 Stood Up For Her

Adrian saw Nathaniel sitting alone to the side and remained relentlessly persistent.

He could still remember how Nathaniel once carried himself with an air of invincibility before his troubles began.

Glancing over at Nicholas and noticing that he made no move to intervene on Nathaniel’s behalf, Adrian boldly approached with a glass of wine in hand.

“Nathaniel, if you drink the wine from my hand and apologize to me now, I’ll let bygones be bygones.” Adrian swirled the red wine in his hand, spat into it, and then offered it up.

Nathaniel didn’t even lift his head to acknowledge him.

When Adrian realized he was being completely ignored, he was instantly infuriated. Leaning down, he lowered his voice and sneered, “Do you still see yourself as the old Nathaniel? Crushing you now is as easy as squashing an ant. You’d better learn your place.”

Others around cast glances their way, but none dared to step forward and offer help.

Nathaniel’s hand gradually tightened, clenching into a fist. He was just about to swing it toward Adrian, when suddenly, a familiar voice echoed.

“Nathaniel, why are you here alone? Why didn’t you wait for me?”

It was Cecilia.

she saw Nathaniel sitting quietly in the corner,

how Nathaniel had once helped her in the past. Now, he was suffering from amnesia and blindness and was still the father of her two children. She couldn’t just stand by and watch him be taken advantage

put on a pitiful facade as he walked toward her, saying, “Ceci, I thought

everyone’s attention. Even Nicholas, who had been quietly sipping his coffee at the head of the table, shifted his

the coffee in his hand

then turned to Adrian, her eyes locking onto his slightly mischievous expression. “Adrian, Nathaniel hasn’t fully recovered yet, so he shouldn’t be

seen Adrian

was truly an eve–onenor

in such splendid. attire, she

he can’t drink, then you, his wife, should

only wanted to seize this opportunity to embarrass

up to Cecilia’s lips, promising that if she dared not to drink, they would certainly not leave

noticing the onlookers around her waiting for a show, was

even reach out, a cool, detached voice rang

It was Nicholas.

his feet

Year’s Day, let’s not make things

yet it carried an

his face, identical to Nathaniel’s, Adrian reluctantly let