<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1226 Am I So Shameful To You</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel watched her determined figure stride ahead, her resolve clear in her posture. After a long moment of silence, he made a quick decision. He closed the distance between them in a few quick strides, and before she could protest, he scooped her up into his arms.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia let out a small gasp, suddenly suspended in mid–air. Instinctively, one hand grabbed onto Nathaniel’s arm, while the other protectively covered her stomach. “What are you doing? Put me down!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel looked at her calmly, undeterred by her protests. “You wanted to go back, right? I’ll carry you back.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia blinked, bewildered. Walking back would take hours!</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“You’ve got to be joking!” she protested.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’m not joking. Since you get carsick, this is the best way.” Nathaniel said matter–of–factly, his long strides carrying them both swiftly away from Daltonia Vi.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At first, Cecilia thought he was only teasing. But as he continued walking into another district, people began to stare. She could feel the curious eyes of passersby on them and wanted nothing more than to sink into the ground.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Let’s just call a taxi. I can deal with the carsickness,” she pleaded, embarrassed by the attention they were drawing.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“No can do,” Nathaniel responded. “You might be able to bear it, but our child shouldn’t have to. We’ll keep walking. By the time we get home, it’ll be perfect for a nap.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia groaned, burying her face in her hands. “If you don’t put me down, I’m going to get really angry.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel paused, considering her words. After a moment, he spoke, his tone gentle. “Let’s head back to the vi, okay? I’ll take you home tomorrow.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It was clear he had no intention of taking her home.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Reluctantly, Cecilia agreed. “Fine. But just this once!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel smiled slightly, satisfied. He carried her back, his pace quickening. Cecilia kept her face pressed against his chest, hiding from the lingering stares of those they passed.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When they finally reached Daltonia Vi, she wriggled out of his arms. “When were these nted?” she asked, noticing the beautiful array of flowers surrounding the vi.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Just in the past few days.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia raised an eyebrow. A mischievous thought crossed her mind, and she couldn’t resist teasing him.. “Didn’t you give me Daltonia Vi? Do you really have permission to use it now?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel blinked, momentarily forgetting that he had, indeed, gifted her the property during their separation.</font></font>Material ? of N?velDrama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">But in his mind, the two of them had never truly parted. He repeated something Mason had once advised him. “Could you find it in your heart to let your homeless ex–husband stay here?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia stared at him in disbelief, finding it hard to believe he had just said that. “Fine,” she sighed. “You can stay for a while, but get your own ce soon.”</font></font>
“Understood, Nathaniel replied, his tone obedient.
Back inside the vi, they were greeted by a meticulously prepared dinner.
Cecilia, already feeling the hunger pangs, washed her hands and eagerly sat down to eat. Nathaniel, watching her enjoy the meal, couldn’t help but feel content.
Once dinner was finished, Cecilia made sure to call and check on her two kids. Talking to Jonathan was easy, as he was used to he can stay for a while, but get your own ce soon.”
“Understood, Nathaniel replied, his tone obedient.
Back inside the vi, they were greeted by a meticulously prepared dinner.
Cecilia, already feeling the hunger pangs, washed her hands and eagerly sat down to eat. Nathaniel, watching her enjoy the meal, couldn’t help but feel content.
Once dinner was finished, Cecilia made sure to call and check on her two kids. Talking to Jonathan was easy, as he was used to her being away. But Elliot wasn’t as understanding.
“Mommy, why aren’t you home? Did you find a new son or something?” Elliot pouted, his big eyes filled with suspicion.
Cecilia chuckled awkwardly. “No, I just have something nned tonight.”
“Are you sure there’s nothing you’re hiding from me?” Elliot pressed, his gaze sharp.
Cecilia, struggling to keep up her smile, hesitated. Before she could answer, Nathaniel appeared on the video call, leaning into view. “Ceci’s spending the evening with me. Be a good boy and stay home,” he said smoothly.
Elliot’s eyes widened in shock, and the other three women in the room, who had been watching the call. were equally stunned.
As soon as the call ended, Cecilia turned to re at Nathaniel. “What are you doing? I told you to stay quiet!”
Nathaniel’s expression turned slightly hurt.
Why are you so upset? I’m not some secret you need to hide. I’m your ex–husband, after all. Am I so shameful to you?