When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 556 Car Window

She was already having trouble sleeping, and when Nathaniel got into the bed, Cecilia became even more awake.

She shifted her body away.

Suddenly, someone grasped Cecilia’s hand. She immediately pretended to be asleep, obediently. settling down and closing her eyes.

Nathaniel gently held her small hand, caressing it softly.

Cecilia had her eyes closed for quite a while before she realized that he was unable to see them. Even if she were to open her eyes, he wouldn’t know whether she had fallen asleep or not.

Hence, Cecilia slowly opened her eyes.

What met her gaze was the stern and cold profile of Nathaniel.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

She didn’t know when he had managed to sit up. One of his hands was holding hers, while the other was gently caressing her head.

After confirming her forehead, he lowered his head.

Cecilia subconsciously closed her eyes. A kiss as light as a feather brushed across her forehead.

For some reason, her heart started to beat a bit faster.

Nathaniel didn’t do anything else. He simply laid back down, cautiously drawing her closer to him.

Perhaps out of fear of touching the wound on her face, he didn’t hold her as tightly as he used to.

Initially, Cecilia thought that the changes over the past period were due to his amnesia.

At that moment, it seemed that wasn’t the case.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Cecilia had finally fallen asleep. Perhaps due to the events of the day, her sleep was restless. She hadn’t been asleep for long before she was jolted awake.

“Jon…”

Nathaniel wasn’t in a deep sleep. When he was disturbed, he immediately patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry. Jon is all right now.”

Hearing that, Cecilia gradually found peace and fell back asleep.

That night, her sleep was unusually light. She couldn’t help but grasp Nathaniel’s hand.

“Nathaniel.”

“Yes? I’m here,” Nathaniel responded deeply.

Cecilia found this scene particularly familiar, inevitably recalling the time she had been hurt by Stella’s boyfriend.

Those were the words he said.

When she held Nathaniel’s hand, she noticed uneven scars on the back of it and couldn’t help but ask, “Why do you have scars on your hand?”

When Nathaniel played the zither before, she had noticed it too. She just hadn’t asked.

Well, I had to save a certain silly person. Nathaniel didn’t voice his thoughts. Instead, he said, “It’s from getting scratched by the car window glass.”

Car window? Cecilia grew increasingly suspicious. She vividly recalled it was Calvin who had brought her out of the car and taken her to the hospital.

Later on, Nathaniel appeared at the hospital.

Just as Cecilia was about to question him, Nathaniel uttered, “Go to sleep.”

“All right Exhausted, Cecilia once again succumbed to sleep.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already ten in the morning, and Nathaniel was no longer by her side.

After waking up, Cecilia saw that Elliot had prepared breakfast downstairs.

“Mommy, come down for breakfast quickly.”

“All right.”

Cecilia headed downstairs.

She was puzzled because she didn’t see Nathaniel around. Hence, she asked, “Eli, where’s Mr. Rainsworth?”

“I don’t know.”Elliot felt somewhat upset because Cecilia asked about Nathaniel shortly after she woke up. “Mommy, you should eat more. It will help your wound heal faster.”

“Sure. Thanks, Sweetie.”

After Cecilia had her breakfast, she received a message from Eric, saying he would be returning to the country to pursue his career in a couple of days.

He would need a song then.

He also mentioned that his father had already obtained Paula’s fabricated cancer report. After professional verification, he would soon be able to prove it to her.

After expressing his gratitude to Eric, Cecilia went on to compose a new song.

Eric mentioned he wanted a charity song, preferably one that emphasized familial love.

After agreeing, Cecilia started to compose, becoming almost entirely engrossed in her own world.

In terms of familial affection, there was the love from Martha toward herself and her love toward her two children.

One was the child receiving love from her mother, and the other was a mother’s love for her child.