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

private room, both Cassandra and Nicholas happened to witness that

in his

Nathaniel and Cecilia here. Despite having been married for so many years, they’re surprisingly

was gloomy, and his fists

dropped his hold on Cecilia,

their gazes met with

couldn’t help but

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

his gaze in

“Yeah,” Cecilia replied.

of her, Cassandra held

and I are doing the same. What an incredible coincidence that we all patronized

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

flashed her a polite smile in response. She wanted to lead Nathaniel away, but Cassandra just wouldn’t let

Why is there such a large bandage on

a minor

disfigured, huh?

she spoke of me being disfigured, then of Nathaniel being blind. What an expert

didn’t want to engage in a war of words with her, but she simply couldn’t hold back after hearing such unpleasant

looked right into Cassandra’s

be prettier than you even if my face were disfigured.

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