When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1297

Chapter 1297 Why Would She Be Nervous
Nathaniel was left a bit baffled.

<i>Nervous? Why would Cecilia be nervous?</i>

Still uncertain, he turned to Zachary, “Is this nervousness because of affection?”

Zachary was taken aback. “What kind of question is that?”

“Just answer me!” Nathaniel's patience was wearing thin.

Zachary sighed and began to analyze. “There could be many reasons for her anxiety, including affection. But it could also be due to environmental factors. Were you in a place you're not familiar with?”

Nathaniel's gaze narrowed at Zachary's nonchalant attitude. Naturally, he wasn't satisfied with this vague answer. “Why are you asking so many questions?”

Without waiting for a reply, Nathaniel turned and headed toward Cecilia's hospital room, leaving Zachary flabbergasted. “Nathaniel is so pragmatic. He gets rid of someone as soon as they had ceased to be useful,” Zachary muttered, following after him.

Nathaniel entered Cecilia's room and sat beside her, watching as she slowly opened her eyes, immediately rolling them in exasperation. “Didn't you notice something was wrong with me?” Cecilia asked, recalling the sudden wave of dizziness and how her vision had turned dark.

Nathaniel looked at her, guilt filling his eyes. “I'm sorry. I didn't notice.”

Luckily, nothing bad happened.

He gently took her hand in his, squeezing it softly. “I've missed you so much,” he said quietly, his voice filled with sincerity.

Cecilia blushed. She didn't understand why she had such an intense reaction earlier, but she could tell Nathaniel's concern was genuine.

“All right, all right, I'm fine. It was just a bit of shortness of breath. Don't do that again.”

Her stubbornness left Nathaniel with no choice but to follow closely behind her, ensuring she was safe without overstepping. As they exited the hospital, it was clear that all of Nathaniel's attention was locked on Cecilia.

A few pregnant women in the waiting area couldn't help but notice. One of them sighed, giving her husband a playful nudge. “Look at how attentive he is. He's not even glued to his phone.”

The husband glanced up, watching Nathaniel. “Just look at him. So handsome. Bet he's some toy boy living off his wife's wealth.”

Nathaniel overheard the comment and, with a calm yet sharp look in the man's direction, responded, “Only a man lacking ability would assume successful men have to marry into wealth. Do some research—do I look like a kept man?”

The man was left speechless, clearly caught off guard. As Nathaniel and Cecilia walked away, the man muttered under his breath, fuming, “So, the toy boy's embarrassed, huh?”

A patient sitting nearby recognized Nathaniel's face and leaned over to the man. “You should be more careful with your words. That man is Nicholas Rainsworth, the CEO of Orion Corporation. He's no toy boy living off someone else.”

Nathaniel and Nicholas were nearly identical. With Nicholas making more public appearances lately, it wasn't surprising the patient had mistaken Nathaniel for Nicholas.