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

Chapter 487 Preoccupied In Bed

When Cecilia woke up, she found herself nestled in Nathaniel’s arms.

She glanced around and noticed that Elliot was nowhere to be found. Confusion filled her eyes.

The slight movement stirred Nathaniel, rousing him from his slumber. Without hesitation, he reached out and pulled Cecilia into his embrace.

“You’re awake?”

“Where’s Eli?” asked Cecilia.

“Yesterday, I thought the space was too cramped, so I took him to the guest room to sleep,” Nathaniel said calmly.

Cecilia stared at the bed that was more than two meters wide. How could it be considered small?

She got ready to get up.

Nathaniel’s arm tightened around her waist, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly as he muttered, “Let’s sleep a little longer.”

Cecilia was clad in thin nightwear. They were so close to each other that they could feel the warmth radiating from each other’s bodies..

“No, I can’t sleep.”

She attempted to pry Nathaniel’s hand open.

However, Nathaniel subtly took her small hand into his own.

“Listen to me.”

to Cecilia’s ear, whispering

man’s alluring voice, coupled with his hot breath falling on her ear, unintentionally sent

the window fell on Nathaniel’s handsome face, as if it had cast a layer of golden light on

on his thin lips, finding it hard to believe that they could be this close to each other

in and gently kissed her forehead,

don’t feel

taken aback. “Where

pulled her hand

instantly turned

“You per-”

the ringtone of the

Cecilia bit down on Nathaniel’s arm. The man grunted in response, finally releasing

caller ID was Elena as she picked up the

hesitant to answer, but considering her decision to start anew with Nathaniel, she eventually picked up the

and Nathaniel should

New Year at Daltonia Villa, we won’t be going

already made arrangements

to start over, Nathaniel would need to respect her opinions. They would need to discuss and agree on everything they do, just like a typical

the New Year, coupled with the words. Cassandra had said yesterday, Elena

I asking for

of her son, Nathaniel, coming from the other end of the phone. “This

that, Nathaniel hung up

him defending her like this, she felt unusually warm and fuzzy

her phone back on the bedside table, then

on, any tasks you don’t wish to undertake,