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.”

leaned close to Cecilia’s ear, whispering

alluring voice, coupled with his hot breath falling on her

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

unconsciously lingered on his thin lips, finding it hard to believe that they could

leaned in and gently kissed her forehead, his large hand tenderly caressing the

I don’t feel

aback. “Where do

pulled her

face instantly

“You per-”

ringtone of the phone

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

as

answer, but considering her decision to start anew with Nathaniel,

Year’s, you and Nathaniel should pack up and come over

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

already made arrangements

to start over, Nathaniel would need to respect her opinions. They would need

hearing that Cecilia refused to return home for the New Year, coupled with the

I asking for

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

hung

this, she felt

her phone back on the bedside

don’t wish to undertake, just let me know. I’ll handle them