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

Chapter 1229 Slapped In The Face

Once Cecilia regained her senses, she quickly grabbed a towel to cover herself, her voice apologetic, “I’m sorry…”

She couldn’t quite understand what had come over her, but she had acted on instinct, unable to restrain herself from hitting Nathaniel.

The side of Nathaniel’s face that she slapped remained stiff, though he didn’t seem to react much beyond

that.

“Are you okay? Nothing happened to you earlier, right? Nathaniel asked, his voice calm despite the sting on his check.

Cecilia, now feeling a wave of guilt wash over her, replied softly, “No, it’s nothing… I just accidentally knocked over the bottle of shower gel.”

Upon hearing her explanation, Nathaniel visibly relaxed, relief evident on his face. With a more serious tone, he said, “From now on, let me accompany you when you take a bath.”

“No need, really, no need,” Cecilia stammered, her face flushing as she wrapped the towel more securely around herself.

Nathaniel observed her closely, noticing the way she acted as though she needed to defend herself from him, almost as if she was warding off a thief.

It was almost laughable, considering they were already expecting their second child together. The irony wasn’t lost on him.

had been for the sake of the child, but things had certainly shifted

nightgown. “All right, let’s go to sleep,” she said. eager to

her out

upstairs, with Nathaniel close behind. They both ended up in the same

in another room,” Cecilia

night, so I’ll sleep with you. If you get hungry or need something, I can make it

cooking skills, Cecilia couldn’t help but cringe. She vividly remembered his previous attempts at making food. “Forget it,

pregnancy had made her sensitive to hunger, and whenever she craved something, it had to

ready to prepare whatever she needed, even in the middle of the night. But here, it was

just bear with it

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onto

with me? Nathaniel asked, ha voice tightening as his

the weight of his stare, Cecilia tried to compene

be friends, even family for the sake

suddenly cold. “What friend? Who said I wanted to be

he continued, “I’m only interested in being

shot up. gripping her

spoke, his regret evident. “I realize now that I was wrong in the