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

Chapter 1666 Was It Miranda

He lowered his head, about to kiss Cecilia.

Cecilia's pupils widened in shock as she immediately covered her mouth with her hand. Nathaniel's kiss landed on the back of her hand instead.

The two of them locked eyes, and the surrounding air seemed to heat up.

Nathaniel raised his hand, ready to pry her hand away.

"No!" Cecilia quickly protested. "I-I think I might remember now."

Nathaniel gripped her wrist. "You really remember?"

"Mm-hmm. I think I might have had a little too much to drink last night, so... I'm really sorry." Cecilia's face turned bright red, as if it were on fire.

"It's fine. It's perfectly normal. I know you've probably been holding back for a long time." Nathaniel smiled again, his grín especially radiant.

Cecilia really wanted to smack him. What did he mean by saying she'd been holding back? What a joke! "Okay, enough talking. Let's get up. Eli and Jon are probably waiting for us to come back."

Cecilia thought about how the two little ones had come looking for them last night. They were probably terrified.

of her. "Okay, let's have breakfast and then head

Nathaniel was in

way back,

next to

though they were husband and wife and what happened between them was to be expected, she still felt embarrassed

did I fail

Nathaniel naturally took her hand as soon as they arrived back at Rainsworth

"There's no need

Nathaniel didn't let go.

about you

his wife, and he liked holding her

vel

the

nagging suspicion that Miranda was up to no good, though he hadn't found

her head. "I don't think

had been acting strange lately, so she didn't suspect her dizziness

distance from her in the future," Nathaniel reminded her. Cecilia

they walked further, they heard two small voices calling

slept

safe and sound