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

Chapter 1973 Something About Him Has Changed

In the early hours of the morning, Denise helped Magnus back home. He'd had far

too much to drink, the stench of alcohol clinging to him, and he was clutching two

thousand bucks in his hand.

"Here," Magnus said, handing the money to Denise. "For food and rent."

"You don't need to give me that much," Denise replied. "Keep it. You might need

it."

Magnus waved her off. "No, take it. Otherwise, you'll keep saying you want to kick

me out."

Right after speaking, he slumped into a chair. His head was pounding, and his

knees ached. "I really didn't expect that after working so hard, all I'd earn is two

thousand."

In the past, money, whether it was two thousand or two million, meant nothing to

Magnus.

Denise, though, felt differently. "A hundred bucks for a glass of wine isn't bad. It's

way better than working for someone else."

Magnus stared at her, confused. "Why do you say that?"

"You're really out of touch with how regular people live. You know most folks only

five or six thousand a month, right?" Denise sighed. "Even here, if

make about twenty thousand

a pang

I strike it

again, Denise didn't take

and saving

enough."

serious! I really can make money," Magnus insisted, emphasizing every

similar things before, to his granny, to Cecilia, about

then, those

something had shifted. Magnus genuinely wanted to

in front

good," Denise said sincerely. "At least your gratitude makes me

wasn't

wait and see.

head, half

Completely drained and drunk,

closed his eyes and

in the chair.

Denise eventually

laid him

had already

the floor.

He

exhaustion catching

"Don't hit me... Please..."

Denise was drifting off, she heard Magnus mumbling in his

she turned on the

his hands flailing

hit me, I

I won't

a pitiful soul,"