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

Chapter 1522 Nathaniel Is Frustrated

When Darren arrived, the villa instantly became livelier

He couldn't resist showing off his daughter in front of Nathaniel. Today, Zachary also dropped by. As he watched his two friends-one with a son and the other with a daughter-Zachary suddenly felt the sting of emptiness. Unlike them, he had no family to boast about. For the first time, he truly grasped what it meant to feel alone.

His gaze drifted to Vivian, who was playing with the children, her laughter bright and carefree. An inexplicable thought flickered through his mind, one he quickly pushed aside.

He shook his head, muttering to himself, "Being child-free isn't so bad."

Nathaniel didn't hear him clearly, pulling out a file and handing it to him. "Take this and conduct a thorough investigation."

Inside the bag was a list of medications.

Zachary's expression instantly turned serious. "Could these be what Cecilia's been taking?"

Nathaniel nodded silently.

"All right, I'll look into it," Zachary said, his tone steady The list had been handed to Nathaniel by someone he'd assigned to follow Cecilia when she visited another hospital. After snapping a quick photo, Zachary forwarded it to his subordinate for analysis. "Has she been doin

any better lately?" he asked.

shook his

him, clearly upset. After returning and having her meal, she chose to spend time with her friends, leaving him behind, ignored and alone.

was for Cecilia to recover, for her health to

impatient, realized he had no chance to spend time alone with Cecilia as long as they lingered. Finally, he decided to chase them away.

oblivious to the hint, leaned back comfortably "No worries. It's only ten o'clock. There's

rush."

already ten! And he still thinks

ready to leave either. "It is getting a bit late. With this heavy snowfall, how about we just

Nathaniel Is

has the nerve to

wearing thin.

sleep on the living room couch,"

Finished

barely get the chance to bring Jon here Tomorrow's the weekend-I'm not

had no shame whatsoever. If it weren't for Cecilia's presence,

of a sleepover with Vivian. She clapped her hands excitedly. "Sure, Vivian! Let's go to the

in, almos in perfect unison, as if they had rehearsed

Nathaniel's face. By the time it was a little past eleven, the children had gone to sleep, and the adults finally began to disperse to freshen