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

Chapter 245
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Chapter 245 She Still Cared For Him

Nathaniel’s expression slightly shifted. “No returns. Take it or leave it.”

He kicked aside the gift that was lying nearby and headed straight for the bathroom.

Once he reached the bathroom, he felt an all-over itchiness. He took two more antihistamines before heading

into the shower.

Cecilia took a careful look around. There must have been at least a hundred gifts here, right?

After marrying Nathaniel, she had used a large portion of her personal fortune to discreetly support his company.

As a result, there were many things she was reluctant to purchase.

And so, she would strategize, jotting down the things she liked and noting their prices.

Looking back, she was truly naive, and also genuinely in love with Nathaniel.

Despite the fact that he could easily afford to buy anything she wanted with a mere flick of his fingers, she still

chose to save money. All because she was worried about him encountering difficulties at work.

Nathaniel had taken an exceptionally long bath. When he finally emerged, shock was evident in Cecilia's eyes.

He was surprisingly covered in hives from head to toe!

“Nathaniel, what's wrong?”

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Nathaniel’s breathing was somewhat labored.

“It’s nothing, | just felt the flowers here were too fragrant.”

“I'm going to call Mason to take you to the hospital.” Cecilia was about to pull out her phone.

Nathaniel stopped her. “No need, a night's rest will do the trick.”

He had something to show Cecilia the next day.

Cecilia assumed it was merely a trivial matter and thus, she didn’t call Mason.

After reaching the bedroom, Nathaniel lay down, his brows occasionally furrowing, his breathing becoming

noticeably heavy.

“Nathaniel!”

“Yes.”

Half an hour later, the sound of an ambulance could be heard from the base of the building.

This was the first tCecilia knew that Nathaniel was allergic to pollen.

She was seated in the hospital corridor, her hands tightly clenched, her expression a complex tapestry of

emotions.

Because in her memory, Nathaniel was not at all allergic to pollen.

Mason walked over. “I didn’t expect the antihistamine to be ineffective. It's a good thing you calledin time.”

Cecilia looked up at him. “Has Nathaniel always been allergic to pollen?”

Mason was taken aback. “You didn’t know?”

Everyone around Nathaniel knew just how much Cecilia loved him and how good she was to him. How could she

possibly not know about his pollen allergy?

Cecilia nodded.

“Mr. Rainsworth is allergic to pollen,” replied Mason.

This essentially meant it was innate.

It was now clear to Cecilia, the man currently known as Nathaniel was indeed her husband, but he was not the

one she had adored since her childhood.

She remembered vividly that when her mother had hit her, Nathaniel had brought her flowers.

He also said to her, “I really love flowers, but it's a shmy family doesn’t share the ssentiment. So | can

only give them to you. Can you helptake care of them?”

It was from that ton, she took a liking to cultivating various plants and flowers at home.

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“So it wasn’t him after all...” Cecilia silently murmured.

Mason found her rather peculiar, her appearance struck him as deeply sorrowful.

He thought it was because of Nathaniel’s condition, so he comforted, “Don’t worry, the doctor said he’s all right.

Do you want to go in and check on him?”

As soon as Nathaniel woke up just now, the first person he asked about was Cecilia.

Cecilia shook her head. “I don’t want to see him.”

She wanted stalone to clear her head.

Mason could only return to the sickroom alone. “Mr. Rainsworth, Ms. Smith doesn’t want to cover. She

seems to be feeling quite guilty.”

Upon hearing his words, Nathaniel’s eyebrows lifted involuntarily.

He knew that Cecilia still cared about him, yet she stubbornly refused to admit it.

Cecilia had spent the entire night at the hospital corridor, and by the break of dawn the next day, a towering

figure stood before her.

She slowly lifted her head, her eyes brimming with unshed tears.

Nathaniel looked at her tear-filled eyes, leaned in, gently held her face, and kissed her tenderly. &