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

Chapter 1820 One Night Would Not Make A Differenec

That's more like it.

Jonathan nodded in satisfaction. "All right, don't worry, Mommy."

Hearing his reassurance, Cecilia finally felt at ease.

That evening, after freshening up, Cecilia had a brief conversation with Nathaniel. Then, under his dark and brooding gaze, she headed to Queenie's room. "Mom."

Queenie was already lying down, but she wasn't asleep yet. When she saw Cecilia walk in, she looked a little surprised. "Cecilia, what are you doing here?"

Cecilia walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. "Can I sleep with you tonight?" she asked.

Queenie hesitated for a moment, studying Cecilia's face carefully. "You're all grown up now-you shouldn't be sleeping with your mother. You and Nathaniel have finally gotten together. You should focus on your relationship with him."

Cecilia suddenly wrapped her arms around her tightly. "I've been with Nathaniel for so many years—one night won't make a difference. I just want to spend time with you."

but I never had that." She said this to convince Queenie to

an even deeper sense of guilt. She raised her slightly wrinkled

her voice and realized she had said the wrong thing. She quickly slid under the blanket and hugged

purpose. From now on, let's

"All right... all

hurting. She didn't know how much longer she had left. If she could, she wished she could stay by Cecilia's

she realized how thin Queenie had become. She was nothing but skin and

Cecilia's voice

"Hm? What is it?"

"No, it's nothing."

would respect Queenie's wishes. Queenie didn't

Queenie said.

covered in a thin layer of sweat. But she didn't dare

teeth and held

was because Cecilia was by her side, but despite the sharp pain in her

night, neither of them got much sleep. Early the next morning, when Cecilia woke up,