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

Chapter 1260 Having A Chat

Cecilia further explained, “If not for Eli, I wouldn’t have let you stay. So, you ought to behave yourself and sleep on the couch.”

Nathaniel knew she was still upset about what had happened last time.

“All right, I’ll sleep on the couch,” he agreed without hesitation.

Only after this did Cecilia return to her bedroom. After freshening up, she laid down to rest.

Nathaniel found himself unable to sleep, sitting on the couch outside, watching as the light in Cecilia’s bedroom switched off.

Cecilia didn’t sleep well that night, perhaps due to the multitude of events that had transpired during the day.

During the late hours of the night, she was plagued by nightmares, mumbling in her sleep.

“Get out… Get out…”

Nathaniel had been lying on the couch, not sleeping at all. Upon hearing Cecilia talking while asleep, he immediately got up.

Fortunately, the door to Cecilia’s bedroom was left open. He went to the bedside, taking hold of Cecilia’s hand. “Ceci, what’s wrong?” he asked.

In a daze, Cecilia tightly clutched his hand.

“Save me… Save me…”

by countless people. Unable to find a way to save herself, she had grasped onto a lifeline, and no matter what, she couldn’t bring herself

her hand. “I’m here. It’s

roused from her sleep by her own sleep–talking. As she opened her eyes, she saw

her right hand, reverting back to her

“Get out, now.”

time, however, Nathaniel didn’t heed her words.

flushed a deep red. “Didn’t I make myself clear? You’re sleeping

gently responded. “That way, if you have

to say she didn’t need it, but the contents of her dream flashed through her

“All right, then.”

out a quilt and

again but found it somewhat challenging to fall asleep. She tossed and turned,

wrong? Are you

the deep voice

Cecilia before she replied, “Yes. Perhaps I went to bed too early, and now I’m having a

of the day. Sometimes, attempting to control one’s own thoughts could be

can’t sleep, shall we

should we

leaned toward his

dim lighting, she couldn’t make out Nathaniel’s face clearly. All she heard was him saying, “Let’s talk about what happened last