When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1347

Chapter 1347 Messing With Her Projects
“Sorry, didn't mean to startle you,” Cecilia said softly, her voice carrying a gentle warmth as she placed a calming hand on her growing belly.

She whispered soothing words to the child within her, and as if the baby heard and understood, they stopped their restless movements.

“Such a sensible little one already,” she said with a fond smile, her lips curving upward as she imagined the future.

Outside, Nathaniel overheard the stirring from within and immediately rushed over to help her, always ready to assist.

As the months passed and Cecilia's pregnancy progressed, her belly had grown large enough to make even simple tasks, like getting out of bed, a bit of a challenge.

“Your due date is next month,” Nathaniel said, his tone serious and full of concern. “I'm going to delegate my work to my team so I can be with you, and accompany you to the hospital when the time comes.”

Cecilia didn't argue with him, though she didn't fully accept the idea either. “It's not like I can't manage, but I have a lot of tasks to finish at work first. Let's wait until I've sorted everything out.”

Nathaniel knew well how stubborn Cecilia could be. Once she set her mind on something, there was little chance of changing it.

“Fine,” he relented, “but you've got to take care of yourself. If you feel even the slightest bit unwell, tell me right away, all right?”

Cecilia nodded, a bit impatiently. “Yes, yes, I understand.” She couldn't help but think he was becoming more and more overprotective, almost nagging at times.

As they headed to the office together, Nathaniel insisted on escorting her right up to the door, making sure she was comfortable.

Along the way, he deliberately kept up a lively conversation, as if to make sure everyone around noticed his presence with her.

Once she finally managed to get him to leave, she was met with the playful teasing of Madeline and the others.

“Mr. Rainsworth seems a little worried someone might snatch you away,” Madeline joked, her eyes twinkling. “He's here every day, practically putting up a flag to claim you!”

Nathaniel had gone so far as to cover the cost of afternoon tea for the entire company, making sure everyone knew it was courtesy of “Cecilia's husband,” as he'd often referred to himself.

Cecilia chuckled, shaking her head. “Oh, stop it. Let's get back to work, shall we?”

“All right,” Madeline replied, still smiling but ready to focus.