When Her Death Couldn't Break Him novel Chapter 1146

Chapter 1146 A Treasure Vault 

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Nathaniel’s gaze held an unmistakable urgency, an intense need to stop Cecilia from leaving. Without thinking, he tightened his grip on her hand, his voice low as he admitted. “I’m not used to being here alone.” 

It was such a strange contrast coming from him–a man known for his unyielding strength and icy demeanor, one who typically handled everything with ruthless efficiency. Hearing such vulnerable words felt almost surreal to Cecilia 

She raised an eyebrow, finding his statement slightly absurd. “This is your home. How could you not be used to it?” 

He looked at her seriously, as though what he was about to say was the most natural thing in the world. “Our home is Daltonia Villa, isn’t it?” he replied. 

Cecilia felt her breath catch. In the past, Nathaniel would never admit something like that. The fact that he now so casually recognized Daltonia Villa as their home was a big shift. 

“All right, all right. Til stay and keep you company for a while,” she said, shaking her head with a small smile. Nathaniel was acting more like a child than ever before, and it amused her. 

As soon as she agreed to stay, Nathaniel wasted no time. He stood up, his long legs swiftly carrying him across the room. He picked out a chair designed for comfort, perfect for a pregnant woman, and placed it next to her. “Here, sit down. Don’t stand for too long 

Cecilia sat down, leaning back against the chair with a sigh of relief. “Thank you,” she murmured. 

Nathaniel disappeared for a moment, then returned carrying a tray laden with various fruits and snacks. He set it down in front of her, and Cecilia stared at the assortment in surprise. “Where did all this food come from? Did the housekeepers prepare it?” 

She glanced over the food again and noticed something strange–many of the dishes were her favorites, including some Nathaniel himself didn’t even like. “Wait a second,” she said, narrowing her eyes playfully, “Why is all this food stuff that i 

like?” 

that 

Nathaniel smiled, a bit of mischief in his expression. “I heard you were coming, so I had someone buy it all secretly. It wouldn’t be much fun for you to keep me company without something you enjoy, would it?” He added, “Besides, pregnant women get hungry quickly, right? How could I not have something ready for you?” 

Now that he was almost fully recovered, Nathaniel was ready to step up as a husband and father. He intended to take care of Cecilia and their child properly. 

Cecilia couldn’t help but beam as she took in the sight of all the delicious food. Without hesitation, she began digging in. savoring each bite. “I’m happy,” she said, half–joking as she enjoyed the food. 

Eating like this makes anyone happy. 

Nathaniel, however, wasn’t done. In addition to the food, he had arranged something else to keep her entertained. “Come with me,” he said, leading her toward the closet. Inside, rows of beautiful clothes were hanging neatly. 

Cecilia’s eyes widened in amazement. “You bought all these? There’s so many!” she exclaimed, her voice filled with surprise. 

“Mason picked them up for you. I told him to get all the new styles from this year’s major brands, in your size.” 

As she glanced over the garments, Cecilia felt like she could spend days trying them on and still not run out of new things to wear. She glanced at him, her brow furrowed slightly. “But I’m pregnant in a few months, my belly will be much bigger.” 

Nathaniel didn’t miss a beat. “These are based on your measurements after pregnancy,” he replied smoothly. 

Cecilia’s heart soared. After eating her fill, she walked over to the clothes, carefully selecting a few pieces she loved, and began gathering them to take with her. But as she turned to leave, Nathaniel gently grabbed her wrist. “You can’t take the clothes out of here,” he said with a teasing smile. 

Her eyes widened in confusion. “What? Didn’t you buy these for me?” she asked, clearly disappointed. She had assumed they 

were for her to take home. 

Nathaniel chuckled. “The clothes stay here. Come by every day, wear whatever you like, and take it with you if you’re going 

* Die anne erneblad with a misnura of affarian and semant a hadsereneed all of this to baan har semund Innens 

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