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

Chapter 1897

Chapter 1897 Single Or Not

Queenie could feel how much Cecilia cared for her. She didn't turn her down, accepting the fruit one bite at a time. Even though her mouth had a bitter taste now, the fruit her daughter had washed with her own hands tasted sweet.

"This is really good," Queenie said with a smile.

Cecilia was careful not to let her eat too much at once, worried it might upset her later. After feeding her a bit, she held onto her arm.

At this point, their relationship had grown so close that there was no awkwardness between them—just warmth and familiarity. Maybe that was what people meant when they said blood was thicker than water.

Queenie gently stroked Cecilia's head. "Ceci, how did things go with Nathaniel?" "Everything's settled. Nathaniel took care of it all," Cecilia said.

"That's good. I told you not to stress about it," Queenie said. "Nathaniel's a strong kid. He's not the kind they can push around."

"Yeah, that's true." Cecilia nodded.

The two chatted for quite a while. Then came a knock at the door.

his hands full of food. Scorpius hadn't expected to see Cecilia there,

"Ms. Cecilia."

Scorpius," Cecilia

been more formal, she called him by his first name or Mr. Jiminez. Now, using the more

"Are you here taking care of Mdm. Queenie?" He'd seen the news. He knew something had happened to Nathaniel. "How's

fine now,"

replied, though he looked a little out of place, still standing at

mom. Seeing him like that, she said, "I was actually just thinking of getting some air. Since you're here, would you mind

Scorpius

then did Cecilia

Scorpius carefully stepped inside the room. He closed the door and sat down beside Queenie. He visited her now and then, and each time, he could see how much she'd

used to be so full of life. Now, lying there in her hospital gown, her

said, breaking the silence as she watched

quickly. He didn't know what to say. "Is there anything you'd like to eat? I can go

laugh. "I've eaten plenty. No cravings