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

Chapter 571 My Confidence Is From You

At Nathaniel’s words. Cecilia was left without a retort. She lowered her head and ate silently. She didn’t quite understand what was wrong with her either. It was as if she was afraid to accept. help or kindness from others, fearing that she would end up owing them a favor.

It was also precisely for that reason that she never told Vivian and Nathaniel about it being Queenie and Cassandra who harmed her and Elliot even though she knew that it was them.

As Nathaniel listened to the sounds of her eating, he felt somewhat helpless.

The feeling of being ignored was truly unbearable.

Throughout the meal, he hardly ate anything.

When it was time to leave, Cecilia reached out and took his hand. “Let’s go.”

Unexpectedly. Nathaniel remained seated without budging an inch.

Cecilia was bewildered.

“Are you leaving or not?”

Is this guy throwing a tantrum?

Shooting to his feet, Nathaniel pulled her into his arms in one fluid motion.

At the overly tight hug, Cecilia found it somewhat hard to breathe. She patted him on the arm. “Let go, please. Why do you keep hugging me out of the blue?”

so the door of the private room was

private room, both Cassandra and Nicholas happened

froze in his

Despite having been married for so many years, they’re surprisingly still so

was gloomy, and his fists

dropped his hold on Cecilia,

they stepped out, their gazes met with Nicholas

help

up first. “Nathaniel, Cecilia, you two are celebrating Valentine’s Day

Nathaniel cast his

“Yeah,” Cecilia replied.

of her, Cassandra held Nicholas‘

same. What an incredible coincidence that we all patronized the

had driven a bit further. Then, we wouldn’t have run into them

wanted to lead Nathaniel

to your face, Cecilia? Why is there such a large

sustained a minor injury,” Cecilia

“You’re practically disfigured,

disfigured, then of Nathaniel being blind. What an expert in

war of words with her, but she simply couldn’t hold back after hearing such unpleasant

right into

face were disfigured. Otherwise, why would you be so

by that was have let Cassandra know that she had already known that it was