When Her Death Couldn't Break Him novel Chapter 427

Chapter 427 How Should I Address You
In the car, Cecilia was feeling extremely uncomfortable. The doctor had assured her that a small glass of fruit wine wouldn't cause any harm. However, that day, she felt particularly unwell, overcome by fatigue and heat.

“Nathaniel, where are we going? I think I'm getting carsick.”

“Just lean on me and take a nap. You won't feel dizzy anymore,” Nathaniel gently coaxed her.

Cecilia leaned against his shoulder, closing her eyes.

The two were incredibly close, so close that Nathaniel could catch the faint fragrance wafting from her.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he swallowed, forcefully suppressing the stirrings within his heart.

Finally, the car arrived at the hospital.

Nathaniel carried Cecilia straight to a private examination room.

For the next hour, they underwent an examination together. Fortunately, the substance added to the alcohol didn't inflict any harm on their bodies. All they needed to do was wait for the effects of the drug to wear off, and they would be fine.

Zachary rushed into the hospital room. “Nathaniel, what happened?”

At this point, Cecilia had already fallen into a deep sleep.

After motioning for him to quiet down, Nathaniel and Zachary moved outside the sickroom.

“Nathaniel, why did Cecilia come to the hospital?”

“She just ate something she shouldn't have. It's not a big deal.”

Initially, Nathaniel was quite worried, which is why he asked Zachary to come over.

After all, he himself couldn't see.

The events of the day had only served to increase his frustration with his current self. If only he could see, he believed that things wouldn't have turned out this way.

“It's good that she's okay.”

Zachary's tightly wound nerves slightly relaxed.

Cecilia was once his savior, and he hadn't even had the chance to repay her. He couldn't allow anything else to happen to her.

Zachary initially wanted to wait with Nathaniel for Cecilia to wake up. However, not long after, he was asked to leave.

Left with no choice, he had to depart.