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

Chapter 729 Fallen In Love

Nathaniel’s lips thinned into a tight line, the corners of his mouth pulled taut.

He longer wanted to argue with Cecilia. Rising from the bed once more, he intended to leave.

Upon seeing the situation, Cecilia also stood up. “Have you made up your mind? Let’s go to the hospital.”

Nathaniel paid her no mind and continued on his way, inevitably bumping into the various furnishings and items within the room.

Just as he was about to hit the wall, Cecilia called out to stop him, “There’s a wall ahead!”

He halted in his tracks and began to fumble for the door’s location.

Cecilia approached, firmly taking hold of his hand.

If it were the old Nathaniel, he would have undoubtedly shrugged her hand off with disdain. However, for reasons unknown, he found himself not repulsed by it at all at that moment. More importantly, her touch seemed to freeze the blood in his veins.

Nathaniel was at a loss as to why this situation had arisen.

Cecilia roughly dragged him along, showing no gentleness as she opened the door, leading him out.

“Let’s eat first, and once we’re done, we’ll head to the hospital,” she said.

Given Zachary’s connection, Nathaniel was able to secretly visit the hospital for a check–up.

Nathaniel didn’t refuse, but he didn’t agree, either. He was led downstairs by Cecilia.

from downstairs, Mason thought Nathaniel had recovered

“Mr. Rainsworth?”

“Get lost.”

was startled. All right, it seems

Mason, “Is

the dining room,”

want to join us for a

eat outside. If anything comes up, just give me a call,

him as he

he left, Cecilia dragged

hurried back home, not having had the chance

hadn’t

said, “The bowl is right in front of you. If it’s inconvenient for you, shall I

Nathaniel had grown accustomed to eating on his own when

expression worsened.

picking

sliced some foie gras for him, along with some other dishes that were difficult to manage, and then placed them in his

quietly ate, not uttering a

when blinded, unable to see, his

“Mason told me I lost

the fork, stiffened

“I suppose so.”

mean