When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1237 You Really Are Beautiful

Nicholas finally relented. With Cecilia and Jocelyn guiding him, they made their way to the hospital.

Once Nicholas was taken into the treatment room, Jocelyn paced nervously in the hallway, her whole body trembling. Cecilia, equally anxious, felt the weight of worry pressing down on her.

She reached for her phone, intending to call Elena, but Jocelyn quickly stopped her.

“Please, don’t,” Jocelyn said, her voice urgent.

“Why not?” Cecilia asked, confused.

“We slipped out of the office to avoid being seen. If Mdm. Elena finds out about this, word will spread, and it won’t be long before the board hears about Mr. Nicholas‘ condition. They’ll call a meeting and try to remove him from his position. That stress would only make him worse,” Jocelyn explained, the concern clear in her voice.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Cecilia hesitated, then slowly put her phone away. “Will he be okay?” she asked.

Jocelyn nodded, trying to be reassuring. “He’ll be fine. This has happened before. As long as the doctors act quickly, he should recover.”

With that reassurance, Cecilia felt a bit of relief, though the worry still gnawed at her. They both sat down, waiting together in silence. After a while, Jocelyn, noticing Cecilia’s uneasy posture, gently suggested, “Why don’t you take a break and sit for a while?”

“Okay.”

As they sat together, Jocelyn couldn’t help but admire Cecilia’s serene beauty, despite the scar on her face. Even with that mark, Cecilia’s grace and elegance shone through, making it easy to see why Nicholas had fallen for her.

“What’s wrong?” Cecilia asked, noticing that Jocelyn had been gazing at her.

“It’s nothing.” Jocelyn replied. “I was just thinking you’re really beautiful.”

Cecilia looked at her, surprised by the compliment. “You’re quite beautiful too.”

Jocelyn shook her head, smiling bitterly. “I know I’m not.”

Unlike Cecilia and Cassandra, her looks were average.

Cecilia frowned, leaning back in her chair. “Beauty can open some doors, but it’s not everything. Ms. Wright, you’re smart, capable, and you’ve managed to take care of Nicholas while helping run the company. That’s something many beautiful women couldn’t do.”

“Also, you really are beautiful,” she added.

Cecilia wasn’t exaggerating–Jocelyn was the type of person who grew on someone over time. She didn’t fuss about her appearance like most people, always opting for her simple uniform and never bothering with makeup or fancy hairstyles.

Cecilia was sure that if Jocelyn ever took the time to dress up a little or add some makeup, people would

“You know,” Cecilia said thoughtfully, “you always wear the same style of clothes and never put on makeup. Maybe try switching it up a bit–wear a dress put on some light makeup. I think it’d suit you.”

A flicker of something passed through Jocelyn’s eyes at the suggestion. After a pause, she shyly replied, “Thank you for saying that.

Cecilia hadn’t expected this side of Jocelyn–the confident, no–nonsense woman she worked with had a softer, more vulnerable side as well.

It surprised her, considering how effortlessly Jocelyn handled difficult situations at work and even faced people like Miranda without batting an eye.

The conversation lulled, and both women fell into a contemplative silence as they continued to wait. Their eyes occasionally drifted toward the closed doors of the treatment room, hoping for some news about Nicholas

After a while, curiosity got the better of Jocelyn. “Ms. Smith,” she asked hesitantly, “would you mind telling me a bit about your past with Mr. Nicholas?”

She had worked with Nicholas for so long but realized she didn’t truly know much about him, especially about his past

Cecilia smiled at the request, understanding Jocelyn’s curiosity. She decided to share a bit about how she and Nicholas first met, recounting their early days and the memories they had shared.