When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1967

Chapter 1967 I Am Not Interested In You
Even though the bathroom door could lock, she still felt uneasy. It wasn't easy getting used to having a strange man suddenly living under the same roof.

“Don't worry, I'm not interested in you,” Magnus said flatly.

Though he hadn't spent much time with Denise, he'd already figured out she wasn't the gentle, nurturing type he usually went for. She was more like a tigress, fierce, sharp-tongued, and utterly unyielding. Definitely not his type.

Denise didn't take offense at his remark. She simply went to take her bath.

Afterward, it was time to sleep, but the problem remained: there was only one bed.

“How did you sleep last night?” Magnus asked.

“On the floor,” Denise replied.

The truth was, she hadn't slept at all. She'd spent the entire night awake, worried Magnus might die from the fall and quietly watching over him.

“Isn't that unfair? Making you sleep on the floor?” Magnus asked, sounding more considerate than before.

Denise looked him dead in the eye. “Then you sleep on the floor. I'm taking the bed tonight.”

“I've never slept on the floor in my life,” Magnus grumbled.

“Then feel free to leave.”

“Fine. I'll sleep on the floor.”

Denise told him to make his own bed on the floor.

Magnus fumbled through the task awkwardly, but managed to get it done.

For the first time, he realized he could do these things. In the past, he'd never lifted a finger—no cooking, no laundry, not even pouring his own water. Someone had always done it for him.

By the time everything was settled, both of them were utterly drained.

Denise drifted off to sleep quickly, but Magnus, having napped for most of the day, wasn't tired yet.

“Denise, do you have any money?” he asked out of the blue.