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

Miranda's face darkened immediately; she stopped asking Adrian to serve her.

From the corner of her eye, she saw that, even with dishes right in front of Cecilia, Nathaniel still reached over to serve her.

Whenever Cecilia merely glanced at a dish, Nathaniel placed the food on her plate.

A pang of envy pricked Miranda's heart. Why was her own husband neither as capable nor as considerate?

Her dissatisfaction with Adrian deepened; she longed to divorce him on the spot.

But all of Adrian's assets were under Robert's control; if she left, she would gain nothing.

"Cecilia, you really are blessed."

Cecilia looked up and smiled. "Aren't you blessed too, Miranda? Or is Adrian treating you badly?"

The two questions left Miranda at a loss for words.

At that moment, Robert looked over, frowning. "Miranda, has Adrian fallen short somewhere?"

quickly. "Of course, not. I was just chatting. Cecilia, don't twist

"Oh, that's all. The way you

her hand,

gave Adrian a gentle nudge, hoping he would

blankly. "Why are you

lowered her head; despite the delicious spread, she

was midway through the meal when a voice

one thought

The speaker was Elena.

had assumed she wouldn't come; her sudden appearance caught

cleared his throat. "Didn't you say

outsiders can attend, how could the

had sensed immediately that Robert and his entire family never turned up unless some sort of trouble was brewing, so she had come over to find out

scheme they were hatching.

Robert and the others

are no outsiders here. Since you're here, sit down and eat. Where are

so I left them