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Chapter 894

    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 894 Locked In The Room</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia did not resist further. “OL</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Her body was growing heavier each day, making it ufortable to keep getting up.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The two of themy in bed silently, 4 for Elliot to fall asleep.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Children usually fall asleep quickly, within ten minutes or so, right?</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">That was what Cecilia thought, but the minutes seemed to drag on forever. She turned her head to look at Nathaniel, who had his eyes closed and seemed to be sleeping soundly. His profile looked particrly handsome,</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What’s wrong?” Nathaniel asked, sensing her gaze.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia quickly looked away. “Nothing. Are you cold? Do you need an extra nket?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’m not cold.” Nathaniel paused. “If you’re cold, then you can cover up.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Hearing this, Cecilia got up slightly and adjusted the nket over both of them.</font></font>Content is ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Hearing the rustling sounds she made, Nathaniel couldn’t help but imagine her figure and face, which made his head ache more.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Cecilia.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Don’t make noise. It’s giving me a headache.” Nathaniel wasn’t sure why, but despite the doctors having found no issues with him recently, his head started hurting again when he was next to Cecilia.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia became anxious. “Are you going to lose part of your memory again?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel obviously didn’t know if that would happen.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’m not sure.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He felt that talking with Cecilia was making the room even hotter. He threw off the nket and got up. “He should be asleep by now. I’ll go sleep in another room.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Okay.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia watched Nathaniel walk, worried that he might bump into something.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, the servants at Daltonia Vi had been very thorough. They knew Nathaniel couldn’t see, so they made sure the furniture was arranged properly.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel safely reached the door, but when he put his hand on the doorknob and tried to push it down, it wouldn’t open.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">His expression darkened instantly.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What’s wrong?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia saw him struggling with the door and got up.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“The door must have been locked from the outside,” Nathaniel said.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“It’s probably Eli’s doing. This kid…” Cecilia nced at the clock on the wall; it was already ten o’clock. The housekeeper and nanny had gone to bed, and it would be inconvenient to wake them now.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She said, “It’s ten o’clock already. Why don’t you just make do and sleep here for now?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel couldn’t get out, and there was no other option.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He didn’t want to sleep next to Cecilia, though. “Is there a couch in here?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He remembered that there used to be a couch in his room.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia shook her head. “Not anymore.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Over the years, theyout had changed.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Okay, I’ll make do.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel initially nned to sleep on the couch.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">They both got back into bed. Tired, Cecilia switched off the lights and closed her eyes to sleep.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel listened to her steady breathing, turning to his side as he slept. With a slight lift of his hand, he found himself touching her.</font></font>


    I didn’t feel this way when we were on the mountain. What is happening now?


    Back then, they had two children sleeping beside them, and now, there was only Cecilia and himself in the bed…


    Nathaniel couldn’t fall asleep, and his head still ached. It wasn’t until early morning that he finally managed to doze off.


    The next day, when Cecilia woke up, she found Nathaniel had wrapped her in his arms.


    She was somewhat incredulous and lifted her hand to poke him.


    The man slowly opened his eyes. Feeling the warmth in his arms, he immediately released Gecilia.


    “Who is it?”


    Cecilia’s face darkened. Could this guy be having intermittent amnesia again?
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