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

Chapter 1742 My Word Is My Bond

After Queenie had completely fallen asleep, Cecilia gently withdrew her hand.

She rose from the bed and made her way outside.

Nathaniel was still there, patiently waiting.

Cecilia was somewhat surprised. "Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

She hadn't seen Nathaniel come back in and had assumed he had left.

"Why should I be at work when you're still in the hospital?" Nathaniel replied solemnly. "Besides, the company is full of people. It won't collapse if I'm not there."

Cecilia nodded slightly, then said in a low voice, "There's something I want to tell you."

Nathaniel suddenly realized something and walked over to her. "All right, let's step outside."

It was only when they were alone that Cecilia began to speak.

"I know who wants me dead."

asked, his face

she had witnessed the night before

his knuckles pale. "Leave this matter to me. You should

sure whether I should tell Queenie about this.

two decades. This was why Cecilia had chosen to keep it a

help her in secret, or are you concerned about her feelings for Cassandra, fearing that she might

a somewhat conflicted

get it. I'll go tell her

Nathaniel supported

she noticed her hand was empty. Quickly scanning the room, she saw Cecilia sitting

herself up,

Cecilia turned

quickly rose to her feet and moved into the room. "You're awake. Do

uncertain whether she should offer her

pull herself up and smiled. "It's okay," she said, then looked intently at Cecilia. "Cecilia, haven't you rested? Are you feeling tired? Would you like to take a nap

her head.

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a good rest." She walked over and took a seat beside Queenie's bed.