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

Chapter 1966 A Mess

Denise stared at him, utterly baffled. "Why are you standing out here like that? Aren't you freezing?"

At the sound of her voice, Magnus slowly lifted his head. His face was pale, his body stiff from the cold, and his eyes filled with misery. "You're finally back."

If she'd come any later, he might've frozen right there on her doorstep.

Without asking any questions, Denise hurried to unlock the door.

Magnus trailed in right behind her and immediately collapsed onto the bed, wrapping himself tightly in the blanket as he shivered and sneezed repeatedly.

"You could've told me the door locks automatically," he complained between sneezes. “I just stepped out for a stroll, and when I came back, I was locked out."

"Aren't most doors like that?" Denise asked, genuinely baffled. "How do you not even know this?"

Magnus scowled. "Of course not!"

Sighing at his pitiful state, Denise pulled out the food she'd brought home. “You must be starving. I'll heat this up and we'll eat in a bit."

Magnus' stomach growled in response. The moment he heard there was food, his face lit up with joy.

Carrying the leftovers, Denise stepped out onto the balcony to use the induction cooker, only to stop dead in her tracks. Sitting on the stove was a pot filled with a sticky, overcooked mess of pasta. Dirty dishes were piled nearby, and more soggy pasta was visible in the trash.

"Magnus!" she shouted, voice sharp with fury.

he called

here!" Denise

reluctantly dragged himself out of bed and

do all

"Yeah. I don't know why, but the pasta I make just doesn't taste like yours, so...

the

boiled, there was a ton," he said, as if it

this man

clean it? I'm cold

cold

also

ou yous," Denise shot

you

blame for kicking

being thrown out, Magnus dragged himself to the mess and

was doing, so Denise had to stand

to use the induction cooker

he'd never done any of it before, Magnus picked things up faster

also explained how to reheat food. Then, a thought struck her, and she hurried off to check the washing

clothes had made it through the cycle

we eat, let's hang these up,"