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

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Chapter 97 All Women Love Beauty

Cecilia continued, “There isn’t a woman who doesn’t love to look beautiful. Perhaps the person | used to be was

too humble, always hiding my own likes and preferences.”

Nathaniel felt a tightness in his chest as he listened to all that. “Are you saying that everything you did in the

past was for me?”

Cecilia looked up and met his gaze. “I told you, | don’t remember. However, | can tell you that | love makeup, and

| adore vibrant, beautiful clothes. | also have a thing for gold, silver, and jewelry.”

In the past, Cecilia chose to wear grey clothes and refrained from wearing makeup because she was afraid of

making Nathaniel angry.

Her family deceived Nathaniel, so she didn’t want to be all dolled up, drawing attention and potentially causing

him distress.

Once, she merely put on a red dress and hummed a song while watering the flowers outside, only to be met with

his mockery. “You folks from the Smith family sure are impressive. To think you all can sleep well, dress up

fancily, and have a great tafter lying to people.”

Since then, at home, she dared not be happy, dared not laugh, and certainly dared not dress too well.

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Nathaniel had no idea about all those and even mistakenly thought it was because she didn’t like those things!

What a joke. Cecilia tightened her grip, her fingertips digging deeply into her palm to the point she was bleeding,

but she didn’t stop.

Nathaniel simply

creeping in. “The “hed against her, inhaling her pleasant scent, feeling a hint of drowsiness

why didn’t

Cecilia was taken aback.

you tell me?”

He wrapped his arm around her slender waist and rested his chin on her slender shoulder. “Why do 1 get the

feeling that you hate me?”

Cecilia suddenly felt as if her throat was clogged with a ball of cotton. | should've been the one to say this! He's

clearly the one who hates me!

She choked slightly as she asked, “Can you letgo?”

Nathaniel, however, refused to release her, holding her tightly in his arms. “Cecilia, do you have. any idea how

long I've been searching for you? Forget it! You're nothing but a heartless creature!”

Cecilia regretted pretending to have amnesia because if she hadn't, she would've questioned him. about who the

heartless one really was.

Since Nathaniel, for sreason, still hadn't fallen asleep, Cecilia could only continue the conversation with him.

“Mr. Rainsworth, aren't you afraid Ms. Ross will get angry if you talk tolike this?”

At that moment, Nathaniel’s lips arrived beside her ear.

Cecilia shivered, and before she could react, Nathaniel’s lips had already landed on hers.

As he kissed her, he simultaneously shrugged off his jacket.

Cecilia felt as though her blood had frozen.

Nathaniel casually tossed his coat aside, his large hand cradling the back of Cecilia's head, his entire body

leaning toward her.

Cecilia found it increasingly difficult to breathe. She tried to push him away, but she was not match for him.

The domineering and powerful kiss only ended after a long while.

Leaning against her, Nathaniel repeatedly ran his fingers through her soft, silky hair, his eyelids feeling

particularly heavy. “Cecilia, I'm so sleepy.”

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Cecilia lowered his hand and slowly raised hers, gently patting his shoulder. “You should sleep, then.”

Nathaniel gently picked her up and placed her on the couch. He then laid down next to her, inhaling the sweet

scent of her hair as he drifted off to sleep.

Only when his breathing becsteady did Cecilia dare to pry his hand off and rise from the couch.

She was just about to head upstairs to fetch her precision tools, but before she could even leave, Nathaniel once

again embraced her.

With his eyes closed, he asked in a languid tone, “Where are you going?”

Cecilia frowned. How is he still conscious? “I'm cleaning up the kitchen.”

Once again, Nathaniel pulled her into his embrace. “I'll have someone cand clean up. tomorrow. You don’t

need to do it.”

As such, Cecilia could only lay down beside him.

During the night, Cecilia tried several times to fetch her tools.

However, every tshe moved away slightly, Nathaniel would wake up.

infuriatingly, he refused to drink anything after he fell asleep.

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