When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1224 An Accidental Kiss

Inside the hospital, Adrian’s cries of pain could be heard from the hallway.

Robert’s face tightened with concern as he waited for the doctors and nurses to finish their examination. When they finally left, he and Miranda entered the room together. Adrian lay there, hooked up to various medical equipment, looking frail and broken.

“Adrian, it’s me,” Robert said, his voice softer than usual.

Adrian’s eyes fluttered open, and with great effort, he raised his hand slightly. “Dad

Tears welled in his eyes, the pain and suffering of the past few weeks etched across his face.

“It’s… Nathaniel… Adrian managed to croak.

Robert hadn’t expected that Nathaniel would go so far as to harm Adrian. His heart filled with rage. Turning to Miranda, he demanded. “Where did you find him?”

“In an abandoned dump,” Miranda said, wiping away her own tears. “If we had been any later, he might have died.”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

This is outrageous!” Robert growled, his fists clenching tightly. “Does Nathaniel still think he’s the same man who once ruled Tudela? He’ll pay for this.”

“Dad, you have to get justice for Adrian,” Miranda pleaded. “Felix and I can’t go on like this. He’s in this condition because of Nathaniel.”

Despite her anger at Adrian for his past betrayals, Miranda still felt compelled to seek revenge for him. After all, he was Felix’s father.

Adrian, barely able to speak, repeated, “Dad, it’s all Nathaniel and Cecilia… You have to get back at them.”

Robert’s face darkened further, and he nodded. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure justice is served.”

“Okay.” Relieved by his father’s words, Adrian finally closed his eyes and drifted into a fitful sleep.

Standing up, Robert beckoned Miranda to follow him. He needed to understand exactly what had transpired between Nathaniel and Cecilia over the past few weeks.

Miranda didn’t hold back, exaggerating her retelling of recent events, painting Nathanieland Cecilia in the worst possible light.

“What a menace!” Robert spat after hearing her story.

Without wasting any more time, he pulled out his phone and made a call to his subordinates, ordering them to gather information on Nathaniel’s current activities. He wanted to ensure Nathaniel learned a painful lesson.

Later that day, Cecilia, having finished work, was about to head home as usual. But as she stepped out of the building, she noticed a familiar car parked near the entrance.

The window rolled down, revealing Nathaniel’s sharp profile. He turned to her and said, “Get in Nathaniel, with a serious expression, reminded her. “We agreed I would drive you to work, remember?”

Cecilia got into the car. “There’s no need for all this fuss. I already have a driver picking me up and dropping me off.”

Nathaniel’s face clouded with a hint of sadness. “Are you planning to cut all ties with me?”

The question took Cecilia by surprise. She quickly composed herself. “Of course not. We have a child together. There’s no way we can sever all ties.”

Relief flickered across Nathaniel’s face. He had feared she might want to completely distance herself from him.

As he raised his hand toward her, Cecilia instinctively flinched, causing Nathaniel to freeze mid–motion. “Are you afraid of me?”

“No,” Cecilia replied quickly. “It was just a reflex. What are you trying to do?”

Nathaniel didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he leaned closer and, with gentle precision, fastened her seatbelt.

His proximity made Cecilia’s heart race as she caught sight of the faint stubble on his face. His skin was remarkably smooth, his scent reminding her of fresh earth and grass after rain.

Cecilia found herself staring for a moment, her breath quickening. She quickly turned her gaze towards the window, trying to shake off the strange feelings stirring within her.

Despite not looking at him, she was keenly aware of Nathaniel’s presence. His closeness made her feel unnervingly warm.

Why is it taking so long to fasten a seatbelt?

Nathaniel had already finished securing the belt, but he remained still, his gaze locked on her. “You’re running a fever?” he asked, concerned, noticing the redness of her face.

Without thinking, he reached out to feel her forehead. But at that moment, Cecilia turned toward him, and their lips accidentally brushed against each other.