<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1119 Working Overtime</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel didn’t respond. The next moment, he leaned in, pressing his lips against Cecilia’s.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia’s cheeks were burning like fire, and with the presence of the driver in the car, she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She gently tapped on Nathaniel’s shoulder.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The man finally let her go. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At that moment, Cecilia was certain that he could truly see.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, she thought the questions he asked were simply hrious. Why am I blushing? Isn’t it all because of his unexpected advance?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’m fine.” Cecilia turned her head away. “I’ll send a message to the driver, letting him know that he doesn’t need to pick me up.”</font></font>Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon seeing the situation, Nathaniel just stared at her, watching her send messages.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia found it rather peculiar. “Why are you constantly looking at me?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">A knot tightened in Nathaniel’s throat.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I can finally see you now. Naturally, I want to see more.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">His gaze fell on Cecilia’s slightly rounded belly. He then pulled her closer, his arms wrapping around her more tightly. “You’ve had a rough time…”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When those words fell, Cecilia was somewhat angry and pushed him away.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Don’t bother exining to me. We’re already divorced. I’m just pitying you, that’s all.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel couldn’t help but chuckle. “Silly.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“You’re the silly one.” Unable to resist, Cecilia gently pinched him.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel didn’t resist, allowing her to pinch him. “I came to see you this time because I didn’t want you to worry,” he said. “My health hasn’t fully recovered yet, so I might not be able to visit you in the uing days.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing this, Cecilia looked at him with a touch of concern. “Have you had a check–up?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Yes, but it’s still under observation for now.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As Nathaniel spoke, he couldn’t help but lean down to kiss her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In a hurry, Cecilia raised her hand to shield her face. “Don’t do this.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Should we make a trip to the hotel?” Nathaniel asked again.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia asked, perplexed, “What are we going to do at the hotel?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia’s face grew even hotter.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She truly hadn’t expected that all these thoughts were swirling around in Nathaniel’s mind.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I don’t want to. I’m not going.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing her words, Nathaniel drew her in for another embrace. “In that case, be good and stay at home. If you need anything, just let me know.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He had also explored this aspect, but he didn’t want Cecilia to be left unsatisfied and unhappy.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Okay. Okay.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia was truly at a loss for words.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As they neared the Smith residence, Cecilia alighted from the carriage ahead of time, bidding farewell to Nathaniel.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As the vehicle departed, Ceciliapletely let go of her worries. Now, I can stay peacefully at home and look after the children while working during the day.</font></font>
At home, Charlotte was busy setting up the dishes and cutlery, preparing for dinner. Seeing Cecilia returning at this hour, she couldn’t help but ask, “Boss, why did you finish work sote today?”
“I worked overtime for a while.”
“I see… Try to cut down on your overtime. Remember, you’re pregnant,” Charlotte reminded her.
Cecilia knew she was showing concern for her. “I understand. Should we eat now? You all must be hungry aren’t you?”
“Perfect timing, Ceci. You’re back just as the food is ready,” Lucille responded.
“Mommy,e sit with me.” Elliot beckoned to Cecilia with his hand.
Cecilia walked over and said, “All right.”
They were dining together, enjoying the serene passage of time.
After finishing their meal, they sat together, chatting and catching up on their favorite series. It was particrly enjoyable.
Meanwhile, Cassandra was unwilling to let Cecilia off the hook. She was still contemting how to deal with her when she unexpectedly received a call from Nichs.
“Nichs, what’s going on?”
Nichs said, “I don’t want a repeat of what happened at the office today.”