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

Chapter 431 Is It That Embarrassing To Apologize

The following morning, for the first time, the household staff found Nathaniel sound asleep on the couch.

Upon hearing some noise, Nathaniel immediately opened his eyes. “Ceci.”

“Mr. Nathaniel, it’s me. Mrs. Rainsworth is still asleep,” the housekeeper replied.

Nathaniel frowned slightly. “I see. You all may leave now. There’s no need to come over these next few days unless I summon you.”

He had grown accustomed to living in Sparaville and wasn’t fond of having too many housekeepers around.

“Understood.”

The housekeeper cautiously stepped out, gently closing the door behind her.

After being awoken, Nathaniel found himself no longer sleepy, so he decided to wait for Cecilia to get up.

Since becoming pregnant, Cecilia would sleep deeply, often waking up late each day.

Having spent the entire afternoon with Cassandra shopping yesterday, she didn’t wake up ten in the morning today.

After she had freshened up and descended the stairs, she was greeted by the tantalizing aroma of food.

Nathaniel in the living room, but as she approached the kitchen, she saw him standing by the stove,

aspect, be it his work or his piano–playing skills. The only exception was

a few times, Cecilia couldn’t bear it any longer. She stepped forward and said, “Let me

I bought this from outside, so it’s edible. I’m just warming it

about his cooking not being tasty, so he

had been wondering how he managed to cook so well despite not knowing how to cook. As it turned out, he

then; don’t burn your

difficult for him, Cecilia moved to the side and sat by the dining table,

inexperienced movements, and thoughts of what Stella had said in the past came flooding

Nathaniel would personally

spread of dishes looking as if they were whipped up by a professional

recent interactions with Nathaniel, she realized that he truly couldn’t cook, leading her to believe

had already served the meal on the

“Let’s eat.”

accepted the cutlery and plate. “Thank

meal, she couldn’t help but ask, “Did you

for Nicholas and

Nicholas knows how to do,

of frost seemed to cover Cecilia’s face. “If you keep being so sarcastic, I’m going back to my

got angry, even though she rarely lost her temper in

considerably in an instant. “I can’t cook,