When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 206 Fallen For Her

There was pin drop silence in the room..

Suddenly, Nathaniel realized that besides knowing that Cecilia loved flowers, wanted to visit her hometown, and desired to go to Tidgate, he couldn’t think of anything else she might want…

Cecilia also noticed his discomfort and casually remarked, “Hadn’t we agreed not to continue playing the role of husband and wife?”

Nathaniel’s voice was laced with a hint of bitterness. “What do you mean ‘we agreed? That was clearly your decision alone.”

Her decision…

If everything required the consent of both parties, then what did his solitary meeting with Stella amount to?

Cecilia’s lips tightened, losing all color. “All right then, there are nineteen days left. I hope you’ll keep your promise in the end. I’m going to cook.”

She turned around and headed to the kitchen.

The heaviness in Nathaniel’s heart grew increasingly suffocating.

He quickly stepped forward. “I’ll do it.”

Taken aback, Cecilia momentarily froze. By the time she regained her composure, Nathaniel had already made his way into the kitchen.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

She watched the man, dressed in custom–made attire, standing in the kitchen. It was strikingly out of place,

Since he wanted to do it, Cecilia couldn’t be bothered to stop him..

She believed that Nathaniel wouldn’t be able to withstand for long. He would eventually revert to his old self, and when that happened, she could rightfully leave.

Nathaniel was highly skilled and efficient at his job, yet his cooking skills were rather average.

It took over an hour to prepare breakfast.

“If it doesn’t taste good, just order something to be delivered,” Nathaniel suggested as he sat down. at the table.

Cecilia stared at the bland oatmeal and slightly burnt eggs in front of her, and was reminded of the barely edible seafood oatmeal she had last time. It was a stark contrast to the pictures Stella had posted on her social media as she boasted about Nathaniel’s ability to whip up a feast.

-Do you not know how to cook?” She asked, as if compelled by some unseen force.

Nathaniel’s expression stiffened. “Of course I do.”

He quirked an eyebrow, discarded the portion of the egg that was burnt in his bowl, and then passed it to Cecilia.

“Have this,” he said..

Cecilia watched as he once again swapped the egg in his bowl with hers, meticulously removing the undesirable parts with unhurried precision.

Nathaniel noticed her gaze and explained, “I’m just not familiar with it.”

How could he possibly know how to cook? Since young, he had barely set foot in the kitchen.

Cecilia didn’t ask any more questions as she ate her oatmeal. However, before she could even taste it, Nathaniel’s hand reached out.

“Don’t, it’s gotten cold. I’ll have breakfast delivered.”

He had taken a bite earlier, only to realize that he had mistakenly used salt instead of sugar.

Before Cecilia could even react, Nathaniel had already tossed the oatmeal along with the bowl into the trash bin.

He then rose from his seat and stepped outside, making a call to have breakfast delivered.

Nathaniel felt a twinge of regret. Why hadn’t he asked for it to be delivered from the start? He had unnecessarily busied himself all morning.

Cecilia walked into the living room, gazing through the floor–to–ceiling windows at Nathaniel outside. She felt that his behavior was particularly abnormal at that moment.

Outside, leaves were falling in a flurry.

When Nathaniel turned around, he met Cecilia’s clear gaze.

His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, a thought struck him, and he turned to Mason, saying, “The matter we discussed last time, it can be arranged now.”

Mason couldn’t believe it. “Mr. Rainsworth, are you really planning to return the Smith’s fortune. to Cecilia?”

“Yes.”

“Mr. Rainsworth,” Mason began, clear–headed as ever. “When you first took over the Smith family’s assets, they were on the brink of bankruptcy. Now, all of the Smith family’s industries. and the original company have been merged with ours, and they’re thriving. It’s not the same value as before.”

Nathaniel, however, didn’t seem to mind. “Just do as you’re told.”

Nathaniel interrupted Mason before he could finish speaking.

“Who said I’ve fallen for her? I just want to see what she wants.”

Mason was no fool. It was clear that Nathaniel was just being stubborn. Who would test someone like that?