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

Chapter 502 Bring The Child Along

“We’ll talk about this after you apologize and compensate. I need to take a bath. Let go of me,” said Cecilia.

Nathaniel relaxed his grip, the faint imprint of Cecilia’s bite mark still visible on the back of his hand.

After she left, Nathaniel made a phone call to Mason. “Have someone investigate Calvin and find. out his current location.”

Mason was puzzled. He still wants him dead on the day before St. Patrick’s Day of all days?

“Mr. Rainsworth, I checked a few days ago. It seems like Calvin hasn’t fully recovered yet. Should we perhaps go easy on him?”

“Have someone ensure his safety. Don’t let him die.”

“Huh?” Mason was deeply surprised. He thought he must have misheard.

“Cecilia discovered what happened with Calvin and is insisting on an apology and compensation.” Nathaniel muttered reluctantly. “I need you to return some of the previous projects as a gesture. of apology and compensation.”

This was his first time doing something like this.

Mason knew all along that Nathaniel wasn’t as kind–hearted as he seemed. It was all for Cecilia.

“All right, I’m on it.”

“Remember to leave some evidence for Ceci to see,” Nathaniel said seriously.

He wasn’t genuinely apologizing.

“Understood.”

Patrick’s Day with Martha. However, this

a bath, she went to her room and lay

entered the room.

snapping open. Through the dim light of the

did you

distinctly remembered closing the

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close and said. “Tve already asked Mason to take care of in. Don’t

he would be so ruthless toward Calvin She thought be

recently regained your

little “No. I only dreamed about some things

harbor

nowe

he surely wouldn’t

Nathaniel said, afraid she

“Okay

was feeling a bit sleepy. As soon as she closed her

Nathaniel, however, couldn’t seem to

car accident, he had tried everything–making amends, admining his mistakes, and even resorting to using her child as leverage. Yet, all his efforts were in vain

determine whether Cecilia genuinely wanted to stay or still intended

would indeed take

I do with you?” he asked, his voice barely

was St. Patrick’s

the day before, his