When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1229

When Her “Death” Couldn’t Break Him 

Chapter 1229 Slapped In The Face 

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Once Cecilia regained her senses, she quickly grabbed a towel to cover herself, her voice apologetic, “I’m sorry…” 

She couldn’t quite understand what had come over her, but she had acted on instinct, unable to restrain herself from hitting Nathaniel. 

The side of Nathaniel’s face that she slapped remained stiff, though he didn’t seem to react much beyond 

that. 

“Are you okay? Nothing happened to you earlier, right? Nathaniel asked, his voice calm despite the sting on his check. 

Cecilia, now feeling a wave of guilt wash over her, replied softly, “No, it’s nothing… I just accidentally knocked over the bottle of shower gel.” 

Upon hearing her explanation, Nathaniel visibly relaxed, relief evident on his face. With a more serious tone, he said, “From now on, let me accompany you when you take a bath.” 

“No need, really, no need,” Cecilia stammered, her face flushing as she wrapped the towel more securely around herself. 

Nathaniel observed her closely, noticing the way she acted as though she needed to defend herself from him, almost as if she was warding off a thief. 

It was almost laughable, considering they were already expecting their second child together. The irony wasn’t lost on him. 

The initial seduction had been for the sake of the child, but things had certainly shifted since then. 

Cecilia quickly adjusted her towel and slipped into her nightgown. “All right, let’s go to sleep,” she said. eager to change the subject. 

“Sure,” Nathaniel agreed, following her out of the bathroom. 

Cecilia grabbed her phone and headed upstairs, with Nathaniel close behind. They both ended up in the same bedroom, much to her dismay. 

“Sleep in another room,” Cecilia suggested firmly. 

Nathaniel, however, wasn’t about to leave. There’s no housekeeper here at night, so I’ll sleep with you. If you get hungry or need something, I can make it for you.” 

At the mention of his cooking skills, Cecilia couldn’t help but cringe. She vividly remembered his previous attempts at making food. “Forget it, I’d rather starve.” 

Her pregnancy had made her sensitive to hunger, and whenever she craved something, it had to be satisfied immediately. 

When she stayed at the Smith residence, the housekeepers were always ready to prepare whatever she needed, even in the middle of the night. But here, it was just the two of them. 

I’ll just bear with it for tonight. 

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Chapter 1229 Stapped in The Fare 

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“Is it so unbearable to be with me? Nathaniel asked, ha voice tightening as his interne gave locked to hers. 

Feeling flustered under the weight of his stare, Cecilia tried to compene herself. Tve told you already, 

ciliated we’re divorced. We can still be friends, even family for the sake of the child, but- 

Nathaniel cut her off, his voice suddenly cold. “What friend? Who said I wanted to be your friend?” 

His eyes darkened as he continued, “I’m only interested in being your mant 

Nathaniel had been patient all day, but his emotions bed over in that moment. His hand shot up. gripping her shoulder with a fierce intensity, and a hint of desperation flickered in his eyes 

-Why won’t you remarry me? What did I do wrong? Nathaniel’s voice cracked slightly as he spoke, his regret evident. “I realize now that I was wrong in the past Can’t we try again?” 

Cecilia, startled by his intensity, found herself at a low for words. Nathaniel’s grip on her shoulder tightened, his red–rimmed eyes searching hers for an awer.