When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1288

Chapter 1288 Searching High And Low
Upon opening the message, Cecilia saw that it was from Nathaniel.

It read: Aren't you coming back tonight?

He had sent it at eleven o'clock at night.

She responded: No, I won't be going back. It's too late. I'm staying the night at a hotel.

She had assumed that he would surely be asleep already and would not reply. To her surprise, he quickly texted back, asking: Why are you going to bed so late? Did something happen?

There was no way he could have gone to bed as he had not received any news from her.

A light sleeper, he had specifically set a special notification tone for Cecilia. The moment that it sounded, he had opened his eyes.

Seeing how concerned he was, she briefly filled him in on the situation.

She replied: Yeah. I'm visiting a friend. She's in the ICU. The drive here took quite a while, and when I arrived, the doctors were trying to stabilize her. That's why I'm only going to bed now.

After reading her response, he was relieved.

Nathaniel: Get some sleep, then.

Cecilia: Okay.

She turned off her phone and set it aside.

He also laid down, resolving to look for her the following day and find out exactly what had happened.

Over at the Jamieson residence, Cassandra was seething with anger when she learned that the person she sent to follow Cassina had lost her.

“What were you doing? You couldn't even keep up with a woman?”

If the person behind the wheel had been an ordinary driver, her subordinates would have been able to track them. However, the one driving had been Sven.

The subordinate holding the phone said in a calm and respectful tone, “Ms. Evans, we really can't be blamed for this. There was probably someone skilled in the car that picked Cassina up. They were quick to notice that we were tailing them and managed to shake us off.”

She was somewhat surprised to hear that. “Oh? Who picked her up?”

Her subordinate quickly sent her a photo.

At the hospital, Cassina had stayed by Bailey's side the entire night, lost in deep thought.

I regret it. I regret pretending to be Queenie's daughter. But now, it seems that I have no way out, especially if it was really Queenie who tried to kill my mother. If that's the case, there's no way Queenie will spare Dylan and me once the truth is revealed.

“Ms. Smith, I'm sorry. I'm sorry,” she whispered.

At that moment, Cecilia arrived with breakfast. She pushed open the door to the ward and saw Cassina still sitting by the hospital bed.

“Did you stay up all night?”

Cassina nodded. “Yeah. I couldn't sleep.”

Cecilia walked over and handed her the food she was holding. “Have some breakfast, then get some rest. I'll help you keep an eye on things here.”

Upon hearing Cecilia's words, Cassina felt even more grateful. “Thank you. You truly are a good person.”

She took the food and managed to eat a few bites. However, she was simply too tired, so she laid down on the adjacent hospital bed.

What she did not know was that Cassandra was searching high and low for her.