When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1227 Do Not Give In

Before Nathaniel could say anything, Cecilia snatched up her phone and retreated to the bedroom, shutting the door behind her with a firm click.

She was about to return a call to Elliot when her group chat with her best friends exploded with messages.

Lucille: Cock, are you with Nathaniel? Have you he made up?

Charlotte: Boss, you’re pregnant! Be careful. Remember, there are certain things you shouldn’t do when you’re expecting, if you know what I mean.

Madeline: Ceci, don’t let his looks or sweet words fool you. Remember why you divorced him in the first place. You just escaped the trap of marriage, are you really thinking of jumping back into that fire pit?

Lucille: Madeline is right. If you’re thinking of giving Nathaniel another chance, make sure he works for it.

Charlotte Eractly! Don’t give in too easily!

Cecilia couldn’t help but smile at their protective concern. Though their words were stern, she knew they only wanted the best for her. She quickly typed out a response to reassure them.

Cecilia: Don’t worry. I’m not going to let myself be fooled or wronged. I’m being careful.

Still, her friends seemed hesitant.

Madeline: Make sure you sleep alone tonight. Don’t let your guard down.

Cecilia: I know, I know.

Downstairs, Nathaniel had been waiting patiently for Cecilia.

After reassuring her friends, Cecilia turned to comforting her son before exiting the room.

When she emerged, Nathaniel was also engrossed in texting someone–Mason.

Mason: That’s the way, Mr. Rainsworth. Keep pushing forward and toughen up!

Nathaniel: Okay.

Mason: Oh, by the way, I talked to Lucy earlier. When pursuing a woman, don’t forget about her friends. If her best friends talk badly about you, it won’t end well.

Nathaniel thought for a moment and then typed: Prepare a gift for them. Don’t worry about the cost.

Mason, realizing he had just given himself extra work, sighed. If he had known it would result in more tasks for him, he might have kept his mouth shut.

But then, just as he was feeling down, Nathaniel sent another message: Your salary will be doubled this month.

Mason’s face broke into a wide grin: Thanks, Mr. Rainsworth!Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Just as Nathaniel put away his phone, Cecilia descended the stairs, looking a bit tired. He smiled at her. “Finished chatting? How did it go?”

Cecilia sank onto the couch with a sigh. “It was all right. But I’m exhausted. You should take a bath and get some sleep.”

“All right.” Nathaniel stretched and stood up, making his way toward the bathroom. “Want to join me?”

Cecilia shot him a look that said she was seconds away from hitting him. “No, thank you. Go by yourself.”

Nathaniel paused for a moment, then said, “I consulted the doctor. At this stage of your pregnancy, it’s risky for you to bathe alone. You should have the baby’s father nearby, just in case.”

Cecilia’s eyes narrowed. He wasn’t wrong–she remembered fainting during her first pregnancy after staying in the bath too long. But she wasn’t about to let him use that as an excuse.

“I’ll manage,” she said, waving him off. “I’ll be careful.”

With that, she turned away, clearly ending the conversation.

Nathaniel had no choice but to head to the bathroom alone. However, as he began his shower, he made sure the water was on full blast–and the bathroom door was left slightly ajar.

From her seat on the couch, Cecilia could faintly make out his silhouette through the haze of steam.