When Her Death Couldn't Break Him novel Chapter 470

Chapter 470 If You Need It
Cecilia had always heeded Martha's words, and now that Martha had fallen ill, she was even more determined not to go against her wishes. She got up, escorted Nathaniel to his room, and helped him try on the clothes.

The clothes that Cecilia bought for Nathaniel were mostly casual, making them easy to wear.

“Take off your clothes.”

After giving that order, Cecilia took out all the new clothes she had bought, arranging and putting them away neatly on one side.

Once she was ready and turned to hand one to Nathaniel, she was completely taken aback, her pupils dilating in surprise.

“Y-You... why did you take off all your clothes?”

The man standing before her was completely naked, showing off his perfectly proportioned physique. His muscles were firm, his abs were a well-defined eight-pack, and there was...

Flustered, Cecilia quickly averted her gaze, her face burning hotly.

Though she had already given birth to Jonathan and Elliot and was carrying Nathaniel's child, the number of times they had actually been intimate was not high.

Even though she had returned this time and acted maturely so she could get Nathaniel's seed, in truth, it was always Nathaniel who took the initiative when it was time for action.

Nathaniel, with his strikingly handsome face, was always composed and unperturbed. He had always been quite satisfied with his own physique.

“Didn't you buy me underwear?”

Cecilia kept her gaze lowered, too shy to look at him. She stuttered, “I didn't buy you any underwear, so hurry up and put your underwear on.”

Upon hearing this, Nathaniel responded, “I took it off so quickly earlier that I've forgotten where I placed it. Could you help me find it?”

Cecilia felt like he was doing this on purpose.

Thinking about ending things as soon as possible, Cecilia went to where Nathaniel had tossed his clothes to look for his underwear.

Before she could find it, Nathaniel had already leaned in from behind, causing Cecilia to stiffen.

At that moment, it seemed as though every drop of blood in Nathaniel's body had begun to boil.

Cecilia felt a certain appendage pressing against her, and her face flushed even deeper. “What are you doing?”

Nathaniel stepped back immediately. “I thought you might have trouble finding it, so I planned to look for it myself. It wasn't on purpose.”

When he spoke, it felt as if his throat was ablaze, his ears burning with heat.

Cecilia quickly rummaged through the clothes, finally finding what she was looking for. She handed it to him, urging, “Put it on quickly!”