When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1896 Just A Kiss

"How will you handle Magnus then?" Nathaniel asked seriously

He knew that Cecilia wasn't helping Magnus out of some deep affection, but rather for the sake of Regas. Magnus was, after all, Regas' only son.

"I haven't figured it out yet," Cecilia replied, closing her eyes to rest for a bit. When she opened them, she said, "I'm not in a rush. I need to look into it more."

Magnus hadn't reached out in so long, and now out of nowhere, he wanted her to set him up with someone. It made her suspicious-like there was something else going on beneath the surface.

"Fair enough."

They soon reached the hospital, and the car came to a stop.

Just as Cecilia was about to step out, Nathaniel grabbed her hand. His deep,

steady eyes locked onto hers. "Cecilia," he said softly.

"What is it? Something else?" she asked, confused.

"Come a little closer."

She leaned in without questioning him.

His lips brushed gently against her forehead.

The driver, sensing the moment, politely turned his gaze away.

Cecilia froze slightly, lowering her voice, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing. Just a kiss on the forehead."

For some reason, the idea of parting with her-even just for the night-left him uneasy.

Cecilia's face flushed deep red. She shot him an accusing look. "There are people around."

"It's fine, no one can see," Nathaniel said, completely unbothered.

Cecilia sighed deeply. "Unbelievable..."

As she tried to get out of the car again, Nathaniel kept holding her hand, not letting go. "I kissed you. Don't you think I deserve a kiss back?"

Where did this shamelessness come from? I didn't even ask for a kiss.

Cecilia tried pulling away, but Nathaniel's grip was too strong. Resigned, she leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Happy now?"

"Mm." He nodded, clearly pleased, his eyes full of amusement.

Cecilia couldn't help but sigh again.

How are you a grown man and still acting like a kid?

1.n

She left the car and made her way to the hospital room, carrying some fruits and snacks that Charlotte had bought. The weather had been getting colder, and Cecilia noticed Queenie's condition seemed to worsen along with it. She watched with a heavy heart, feeling helpless.

At the door, Cecilia took a moment to compose herself before knocking. "Mom?"

"Come in," Queenie replied, her voice weak.

Cecilia smiled softly as she pushed open the door.

The caregiver had just finished helping Queenie change into clean clothes.

"You're here, Ceci," the caregiver greeted her.

"Yes, thank you for your help," Cecilia said.

“Not at all—it's my job. But if you're ever too tired to come by every day, don't

forget, you can call me anytime."

"Got it, thank you."

Once the caregiver left, Cecilia

placed the things on the table andet

sat beside Queenie. "Mom, how're

sat being today? Any better? Still

you te

hurting?"

Queenie gave her a faint smile. "I feel much better now."

"That's good to hear."

While chatting, Cecilia stood up, washed some cherries, and brought them over to

Queenie. "Here, have some fruit."

"All right."

The doctor had advised Queenie to

eat more to build strength. But her

appetite was nearly gone.

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Sometimes, she'd eat, only to throw it all back up.

Cecilia knew, but what else could she do? If she didn't at least try to get Queenienoveldrama

to eat, her condition would only get worse.