When Her Death Couldn't Break Him novel Chapter 1200

Chapter 1200 I Am Not Feeling Well 

It took Cecilia a moment to react to the kiss. When she opened her eyes again, Nathaniel was already lying next to her, his large hand gripping hers. 

She couldn’t run away from him. 

Cecilia found it somewhat difficult to breathe, and in a moment of instinct, she hit down 

non Nathaniel’s lips. 

The pain finally made him halt. Nathaniel’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he spoke, his words laced with a faint hint of alcohol. “You’re finally awake.” 

Cecilia frowned. “How did you get here? Get up quickly!” 

Despite her resistance, Nathaniel held her firmly in his arms. “No.” 

Whenever Cecilia tried to push him away, he would only hold her tighter. 

left speech thaniel embracing her, but he also seemed to take pleasure in running his hands over her body. Cecilia was 

Not only was 

left speechless. “Are you out of your mind? Didn’t you say we’re divorced? What do you think you’re doing now?” 

Nathaniel’s hand felt burning hot against her skin, his breath heavy. “Why are you pushing me away? Is it because you haven’t forgotten Nicholas? Huh?” 

Moments later, Nathaniel found himself kicked out of the room and into the living room 

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Cecilia, cradling her belly with her hands, warned, “Listen carefully: if you ever do this to me again, I expect you to pack your things and leave 

After she became pregnant, Cecilia’s hormones were all over the place, making her prone to irritability. He had the nerve to come and disturb my rest. 

Nathaniel didn’t quite understand what was happening to him. For some reason, he found himself somewhat afraid of Cecilia. Whenever he saw her genuinely upset, he instinctively retreated to the living room couch to sleep. 

Perhaps it was the alcohol he had consumed; the effects had finally caught up with him. Lying on the couch, he felt increasingly uncomfortable 

“Ceci…” In his sleep, he couldn’t help but call out Cecilia’s name. 

Cecilia was trying to sleep, but Nathaniel’s incessant murmurs from the living room kept her awake. Unable to drift off, she eventually got up again. 

Afraid of disturbing Elliot’s rest, she didn’t dare raise her voice. However, she had no choice but to reach out and cover Nathaniel’s mouth. 

At last, Cecilia could finally enjoy a moment of peace. 

Not long after, Nathaniel’s long arm swept her back into his embrace. Fortunately, the couch was large enough to prevent her from falling off. 

“Nathaniel!” Cecilia roared in a hushed tone. 

Nathaniel held her hand tightly against his face. “Ceci, Im not feeling well.” 

He felt dizzy, a strong urge to vomit rising within him.. 

Perhaps it was because he hadn’t fully recovered; he had become tipsy even though he hadn’t drunk much. 

Cecilia had no sympathy for him. “You had it coming. No one asked you to drink!” 

Feeling somewhat wronged by her words, Nathaniel murmured under his breath, “It’s all because you made me upset.” 

Cecilia couldn’t help but pinch his arm. “You’re the one making me unhappy!” 

6:13 PM 

Chapter 1200 I Am Not Feeling Well 

Words caught in Nathaniel’s throat, rendering him silent as he carefully leaned against Cecilia. 

Finished 

Exhausted, Cecilia couldn’t be bothered to deal with him any longer, so she simply closed her eyes and fell asleep on the 

couch.