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

Chapter 1896

Chapter 1896 Just A Kiss

"How will you handle Magnus then?" Nathaniel asked seriously

He knew that Cecilia wasn't helping Magnus out of some deep affection, but rather for the sake of Regas. Magnus was, after all, Regas' only son.

"I haven't figured it out yet," Cecilia replied, closing her eyes to rest for a bit. When she opened them, she said, "I'm not in a rush. I need to look into it more."

Magnus hadn't reached out in so long, and now out of nowhere, he wanted her to set him up with someone. It made her suspicious-like there was something else going on beneath the surface.

"Fair enough."

They soon reached the hospital, and the car came to a stop.

Just as Cecilia was about to step out, Nathaniel grabbed her hand. His deep,

steady eyes locked onto hers. "Cecilia," he said softly.

"What is it? Something else?" she asked, confused.

"Come a little closer."

She leaned in without questioning him.

His lips brushed gently against her forehead.

The driver, sensing the moment, politely turned his gaze away.

froze slightly, lowering her voice, "What

Just a kiss on the

with her-even just for the night-left

flushed deep red. She shot him an accusing look. "There

no one can see," Nathaniel said,

Cecilia sighed deeply. "Unbelievable..."

to get out of the car again, Nathaniel kept holding her hand, not letting go. "I

come from? I didn't even ask for a

away, but Nathaniel's grip was too strong. Resigned, she leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on

nodded, clearly pleased, his eyes full of

couldn't help

man and still acting like a

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car and made her way to the hospital room, carrying some fruits and snacks that Charlotte had bought. The weather had been getting colder, and Cecilia noticed Queenie's condition seemed to worsen along with it. She watched with a heavy

a moment to compose herself before

replied, her voice

as she pushed open

caregiver had just finished helping Queenie change

Ceci," the caregiver

thank you for your

But if you're ever too

can call me

"Got it, thank you."

the caregiver

things on the table