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Chapter 1146

    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1146 A Treasure Vault</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel’s gaze held an unmistakable urgency, an intense need to stop Cecilia from leaving. Without thinking, he tightened his grip on her hand, his voice low as he admitted. “I’m not used to being here alone.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It was such a strange contrasting from him–a man known for his unyielding strength and icy demeanor, one who typically handled everything with ruthless efficiency. Hearing such vulnerable words felt almost surreal to Cecilia</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She raised an eyebrow, finding his statement slightly absurd. “This is your home. How could you not be used to it?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He looked at her seriously, as though what he was about to say was the most natural thing in the world. “Our home is Daltonia Vi, isn’t it?” he replied.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia felt her breath catch. In the past, Nathaniel would never admit something like that. The fact that he now so casually recognized Daltonia Vi as their home was a big shift.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“All right, all right. Til stay and keep youpany for a while,” she said, shaking her head with a small smile. Nathaniel was acting more like a child than ever before, and it amused her.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As soon as she agreed to stay, Nathaniel wasted no time. He stood up, his long legs swiftly carrying him across the room. He picked out a chair designed forfort, perfect for a pregnant woman, and ced it next to her. “Here, sit down. Don’t stand for too long</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia sat down, leaning back against the chair with a sigh of relief. “Thank you,” she murmured.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel disappeared for a moment, then returned carrying a trayden with various fruits and snacks. He set it down in front of her, and Cecilia stared at the assortment in surprise. “Where did all this foode from? Did the housekeepers prepare it?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She nced over the food again and noticed something strange–many of the dishes were her favorites, including some Nathaniel himself didn’t even like. “Wait a second,” she said, narrowing her eyes yfully, “Why is all this food stuff that i</font></font>


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


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">that</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel smiled, a bit of mischief in his expression. “I heard you wereing, so I had someone buy it all secretly. It wouldn’t be much fun for you to keep mepany without something you enjoy, would it?” He added, “Besides, pregnant women get hungry quickly, right? How could I not have something ready for you?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Now that he was almost fully recovered, Nathaniel was ready to step up as a husband and father. He intended to take care of Cecilia and their child properly.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia couldn’t help but beam as she took in the sight of all the delicious food. Without hesitation, she began digging in. savoring each bite. “I’m happy,” she said, half–joking as she enjoyed the food.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Eating like this makes anyone happy.</font></font>


    Nathaniel, however, wasn’t done. In addition to the food, he had arranged something else to keep her entertained. “Come with me,” he said, leading her toward the closet. Inside, rows of beautiful clothes were hanging neatly.


    Cecilia’s eyes widened in amazement. “You bought all these? There’s so many!” she eximed, her voice filled with surprise.


    “Mason picked them up for you. I told him to get all the new styles from this year’s major brands, in your size.”


    As she nced over the garments, Cecilia felt like she could spend days trying them on and still not run out of new things to wear. She nced at him, her brow furrowed slightly. “But I’m pregnant in a few months, my belly will be much bigger.”


    Nathaniel didn’t miss a beat. “These are based on your measurements after pregnancy,” he replied smoothly.


    Cecilia’s heart soared. After eating her fill, she walked over to the clothes, carefully selecting a few pieces she loved, and began gathering them to take with her. But as she turned to leave, Nathaniel gently grabbed her wrist. “You can’t take the clothes out of here,” he said with a teasing smile.


    Her eyes widened in confusion. “What? Didn’t you buy these for me?” she asked, clearly disappointed. She had assumed they


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    Nathaniel chuckled. “The clothes stay here. Come by every day, wear whatever you like, and take it with you if you’re going


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    Cecilia sighed, but a smile tugged at her lips. “I thought you wouldn’t let me wear them outside at all.”


    Nathaniel leaned in, his voice soft. “Do you want to see the jewelry, too?” he asked, as though offering her another treasure.


    Cecilia’s face lit up instantly. “Of course, I want to see it!” she said eagerly.


    The residence Nathaniel was staying in now seemed like a treasure vault, filled with all the things she loved. It was almost overwhelming how he had managed to gather so much in such a short time. There were enough clothes and essories tost her a year without repeating an outfit.


    Nathaniel had put in a lot of effort to capture Cecilia’s heart. It wasn’t until eight in the evening, when Elliot called, that she finally realized she had to leave.
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