When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1583

Chapter 1583 Wedding Preparations 

“You’re welcome,” responded Cecilia. 

Queenie gazed at Cecilia’s face, particularly the scar on the right side of the latter’s cheek. It filled her with an unbearable sense of regret. 

“In that case, I’m heading back.” 

“Alright.” Cecilia maintained a calm expression. 

Seeing her reaction, Queenie felt increasingly sad. 

Bearing her emotions, she walked outside. 

After getting into the taxi, she couldn’t help but look back in the direction of where she last saw Cecilia, watching until her daughter was no longer in sight. 

Queenie picked up her phone and dialed Caliste’s number. “Arrange for a wedding gift,” she ordered. 

Caliste was somewhat puzzled. “But we don’t have any clients with family weddings recently.” 

Cecilia’s friends should always be treated at the same level as top–tier clients,” Queenie said. 

“Understood.” 

After the secretary acknowledged the instructions, she immediately began making preparations. 

She felt a touch of envy toward Cecilia for having such a birth mother. 

Regrettably, the two had been separated for so many years. If only Cecilia hadn’t been sent away and adopted by someone else, she would certainly have grown up to be a prominent young lady in Queenie’s care. 

After Cecilia returned to the Smith residence, she spent her time helping Lucille and the others with the preparations. 

Since the city wasn’t Lucille’s hometown, she had initially planned to have her wedding in a hotel, but Cecilia felt that the Smith residence was spacious enough, so there was no need to go to a hotel. 

Moreover, the Smith residence was a more appealing venue than any hotel. 

The makeup artist that Mason had arranged for arrived and began helping with the preparations. 

“Ceci, I’m really nervous,” Lucille said, sitting on the bed and holding Cecilia’s hand. 

Cecilia said with a smile, “Don’t worry. It will be all over tomorrow. You need to rest well. Tomorrow, you have to look your best as the bride.” 

“” 

After she had spoken those words, a faint headache began to form. 

She stood up and stepped outside, leaning against the wall. In that moment, she found herself reminiscing about the day before her wedding. 

Look my best as the bride…