<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1201 Caught Together</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The pain forced Nathaniel to pry open his eyes. His face was marked with displeasure, but his mood shifted when he saw Cecilia scramble up from the couch in a panic.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot approached, asking, “Mommy, did you and Daddy sleep on the couchst night? Were you both sleeping together?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He wore an expression of pure innocence.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia was left with a face burning as if on fire, unsure of how to respond.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At that moment, Nathaniel got up from the ground, free of the childishness that came with the previous day’s drunkenness, returning to his usual icy demeanor. “Kids should stay out of grown–up matters.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing that, Elliot couldn’t help but pout, wearing a clearly displeased expression on his face.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At that moment, Cecilia stepped forward, shifting the topic.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Sweetheart, you should go freshen up. You’re going to preschool today.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Only then did Elliot give up, heading off to the bathroom.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Once the child had left, Cecilia exhaled a sigh of relief. She turned to look at Nathaniel.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The man appeared as though he hadn’t slept well, hisplexion somewhat pale.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel sensed her gaze and looked up at her. Their eyes met, and he longed to pull her into his arms.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Regrettably, at that time, Cecilia was pregnant and still angry.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I had a bit of alcohol yesterday and got somewhat tipsy,” he exined clumsily.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Oh,” Cecilia responded indifferently.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Aren’t you going to question what I discussed with Zachary and the others?” Nathaniel asked again.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As Cecilia was looking for clothes to wear, she said while walking, “What’s there to ask about? speaking the truth. After all, we’re divorced.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Her nonchnt demeanor made Nathaniel feel particrly uneasy.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">You were</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He quickened his pace to catch up with Cecilia, saying. Let’s go. We’re getting remarried.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Remarry? Cecilia halted and turned back to look at him. She then enunciated, “You were the one who suggested divorce, and I agreed. Why should I agree again now that you want to remarry?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“When I chose to divorce you, it was out of desperation. You knew about it, no?” Nathaniel retorted.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia lowered her gaze, looking at the firm grip he had on her hand, her expression calm. “Yes. I know you did it for me and the kids back then, but I don’t want to remarry now.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Why?” would surely reconcile and remarry him. After all, there were no more misunderstandings left. Everything had been rified.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Perhaps it’s because I quite enjoy living alone right now,” replied Cecilia.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Living alone meant not having to worry about so much. Marrying Nathaniel brought about a multitude of troubles.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Is it just because of that?” Nathaniel persistently asked Cecilia nodded. “Yes.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After hearing that, Nathaniel fell silent.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At that moment, Elliot emerged from the bathroom, interrupting the conversation between the two.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mommy, I’ve finished washing up.”</font></font>
Hearing that, Cecilia turned to him and said, “All right, we’ll head to preschool after breakfast.”
“Okay.”
After that, Elliot turned to look at Nathaniel. “Sc“mbag daddy, now that you’ve finally recovered from your illness, can you and Mommy drop me off at preschool together?”
Tears welled up in his eyes when he added, “Everyone else gets picked up and dropped off by their parents) every day, but for me, it’s always Mr. Sver who does it.
“They all think I’m Mr. Sven’s child…” Elliot sighed.
Initially, Nathaniel was unmoved. Upon hearing those words, however, he responded, “All right.”
Cecilia found herself in a bit of a predicament. “Eli, is okay if I pick you up in the evening? I have to go to the office for work today.”Text ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.
Elliot pretended to ept that reluctantly, saying. “All right. In that case, you muste with Daddy to pick me up in the evening.”
“All right.”
Cecilia ruffled his hair.
The atmosphere at the office that day was off–kilter. The wedding debacle from the previous day had caused quite a stir. Upon returning to work, everyone was abuzz with chatter.