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

Chapter 646 Mistaken All This While

Cecilia instructed Norman to keep a close eye on Paula’s subsequent actions. Unless she was truly in the late stages of cancer, she would never let her off the hook.

After returning home, she once again asked Sven to investigate her father’s car accident from years ago. Despite Norman having said that much of the evidence would likely have been destroyed by now, she yearned for the truth and a definitive answer.

Once everything was done, the woman collapsed onto the couch, utterly exhausted. Despite her fatigue, sleep eluded her, and her mind remained a whirl of chaos.

Memories of childhood washed over her. Her father, his face filled with kindness, would tell her just how wonderful her mother was and how deeply she loved him.

Feeling bitter, Cecilia clutched a pillow tightly against his chest.

She lay on the couch, unaware of how much time had passed before she finally fell asleep.

When the housekeeper noticed, she gently covered Cecilia with a blanket.

Elliot didn’t come home today as the school had arranged for him to experience spending a night at the school.

Nathaniel was also swamped with work and didn’t return home until very late. When he arrived, the housekeeper quietly informed him. “Sir, Mrs. Rainsworth has been lying on the couch ever since she came back this afternoon. She just fell asleep not long ago. I dare not wake her, but she could easily catch a cold sleeping like this.”

Hearing that, Nathaniel responded, “Got it. You get some rest.”

“Yes, Sir.”

left for her

to pull Cecilia into his arms and

on the bed, he was about to wash up when the woman

“Don’t leave…”

paused. Did

when he heard her mumble, “Dad, please…

man realize

voice carried a hint of sobbing. Nathaniel gently placed a hand on her face only to discover

formed in his throat, leaving him speechless. He sat on the edge of the bed, letting

indeterminate amount of time, Cecilia finally awakened. As she opened her eyes, she found

before lowering her gaze to find

the dream she had. In the dream, she had returned to her childhood, to a moment when she and her

leave. Terrified, she held onto his hand tightly, begging him

he really didn’t leave; he even promised to stay by

broad hand, Cecilia

dream twice. The other time was when she was hospitalized after being

time, what

she had thought it belonged

Nathaniel’s hand now, she felt she might have been mistaken all

had already stirred. Seeing that she was still holding his hand tightly,