When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 413

Chapter 413 She Owes You Nothing
“Silly girl, no doctor is that miraculous,” Martha said with a gentle smile, knowing full well that Cecilia was only joking. She patted Cecilia's hand softly, adding, “I don't want to live too long. As people age, they can become burdensome. I've lived a full life up until now.”

Cecilia's eyes filled with unshed tears, but she forced herself to hold them back, refusing to let them fall. “Don't say that,” Cecilia replied, her voice firm. “You still have to watch Jon and Eli grow up, see them get married, and become a great-grandmother.”

Martha, moved by Cecilia's words, allowed herself a brief moment of hope. She certainly wanted to live long enough to see all of those things, but deep down, she knew her body wouldn't hold up much longer.

She had lived for a long time and had the blessing of a child who was like a daughter to her. In many ways, she was content. Yet, the thought of leaving Cecilia alone weighed heavily on her heart.

A few days earlier, Martha had begun to suspect that Nathaniel had regained some of his memories. She also realized that he was not financially destitute and, more importantly, she noticed his genuine desire to stay by Cecilia's side.

Though she spent most of her time confined to her room, she was aware that the foreign specialists had been brought in thanks to Nathaniel's assistance. She had noticed other subtle changes in him as well, and it was becoming clear that Nathaniel had truly transformed.

“All right, I'll live well and wait to see them get married,” Martha finally agreed, her voice filled with a mix of determination and resignation.

“Good,” Cecilia nodded, feeling a little more reassured. “I'll have the specialist come over the day after tomorrow to take a look at you.”

“All right.”

After making sure Martha was comfortably asleep, Cecilia let out a sigh of relief. She left the room quietly, her heart still heavy, and went outside to seek the counsel of the specialist.

As soon as she left, there was a knock on Martha's door. Martha opened her eyes slowly and called out, “Come in.”

Nathaniel walked in, his expression somber and serious. “Thank you,” he said, his voice carrying an unusual sincerity.

It was rare for him to genuinely thank anyone.

Martha, however, didn't return his gratitude with a warm smile. “Don't thank me just yet. I'm not doing this for you.”

She could tell that Cecilia still had feelings for Nathaniel, and she had noticed that Nathaniel had indeed changed. That was why she had decided to intervene.

“I understand,” Nathaniel assured her, nodding slightly. “I promise I will treat her well.”