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

Chapter 1493 Where Are You Going

Upon hearing this, Cecilia felt a bit embarrassed and said, "That's not really appropriate. I should sleep on

the couch."

In her current view, Nathaniel was no different from a friend.

Nathaniel didn't stand on ceremony with her at all. He simply walked past her, grabbed a blanket, and headed toward the couch.

"It's okay. Whenever we used to argue, I would also sleep on the couch."

His words carried a particularly strong sense of grievance.

Feeling increasingly guilty, Cecilia suggested, "I should probably sleep on the couch."

She didn't want to take advantage of the situation.

Although this was originally her home, she still felt somewhat estranged.

Magnús should have inherited the house. However, according to Vivian, Magnus had squandered the property and Nathaniel later bought it for Cecilia.

When everything was considered, it seemed that Cecilia still owed Nathaniel a debt.

She dared not let Nathaniel sleep on the couch.

With these thoughts in mind, she and Nathaniel began to compete for the spot on the couch to sleep.

the quilt, she lost her balance and fell directly into Nathaniel's

breath hitched, and his

into thin air. She tried to push herself up with her hand but

face was as flushed as

subtly moved. "It's all

voice was raspy and

be really tired. Get some

if he could resist with Cecilia always by

feel the need to be polite with

talking to Charlotte and the others the next day, curious to explore the other rooms

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down, and pulled the covers

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an additional person in the bedroom who felt almost like a stranger, Cecilia felt insecure, making it somewhat difficult

while, Cecilia stared out the window at the lingering snowflakes. "Mr.

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rather gloomy inside. "Not yet. What's

"N-Nothing."

that he was still awake, Cecilia