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

Chapter 1465 Who Is This

"What are you all doing? Lysanna, why are you hitting her?" Thomas scolded sternly,

Lysanna was quick to play the victim. "Mr. Stafford, it was Cecilia who attacked me first. I was just defending myself."

Thomas frowned deeply.

"Let go of her now."

Reluctantly, Lysanna released Cecilia. In a voice low enough for only the two of them to hear, she threatened, "You got lucky today. Just wait. As long as you stay in this company, you'll regret it."

Cecilia straightened her clothes, which had been disheveled during the scuffle with Lysanna and another woman, and calmly returned to her seat.

When the results came back from the hospital, she wouldn't be the one leaving first.

After the fight, Cecilia's hands and face bore scratches.

She lowered her head, tending to her wounds, paying no attention to either Thomas or Nathaniel.

Meanwhile, Lysanna noticed the tall, strikingly handsome Nathaniel and immediately approached him. "Mr. Stafford, who is this?"

Before Thomas could answer, Nathaniel ignored Lysanna entirely and walked straight toward Cecilia.

his eyes landed on the scratches on

else

sudden question, Cecilia looked up, her gaze meeting his intense and

strange about the way he looked at her, something she

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all a misunderstanding. Don't be fooled by how innocent she looks. Just earlier, she slapped me

Nathaniel's expression remained cold. "If my wife wants to slap someone, why

Wife?

Lysanna froze.

when had I become his wife?

Cecilia could process what was happening, Nathaniel added, "Would one million per slap suffice?" Lysanna was

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know how much my wife's face and

expected Cecilia to have a husband, let

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suddenly recalled that when she had replied to messages on Cecilia's phone the previous day, the sender's last name was

her boyfriend. How are they

as well. "Mr.

"My wife doesn't enjoy staying home every day, so she took this job for fun. Who would've thought it would turn out like this? Clearly, there's no need for us