<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1284 Overcooked Vegetables</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Let’s eat,” Charlotte said with a smile, her mood significantly improving.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As everyone sat down to eat together, Lucille clearly felt as if she was the odd one out.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia sat with her family, while Sven and Charlotte were seated together, leaving her alone.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nevertheless, Elliot had noticed Lucille’s awkwardness. He rose from his chair and approached her.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Ms. Campbell, it’s too crowded where I was sitting. Can I sit with you?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Of course, you can.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Lucille could tell that Elliot was exceptionally considerate.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In the future, I should also have such a sensible little darling of my own.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Everyone was gathered together for a meal. Aside from Lucille and Elliot, the atmosphere around the other two groups was somewhat peculiar.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“C?ci, eat a bit more.” In front of Sven, Nathaniel served Cecilia food.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When he lost his sight, the first person he worried about was Sven. After all, they spent every day together, and Sven was undeniably a good man.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">What Nathaniel didn’t realize was that Sven had no interest in Cecilia.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Meanwhile, Cecilia had no idea what was going on with Nathaniel. She looked at the te of already overcooked vegetables and served him a portion in return.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Have more vegetables. It’s good for you.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel stared at the vegetables on his te. However, under the watchful eyes of Cecilia, he had no choice but to eat.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Alright.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">With a bite of the vegetables, he realized it wasn’t just overcooked but also exceptionally sweet.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel had mistook sugar for salt.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel slightly furrowed his brows, yet he still forced himself to finish the vegetables.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He could still tell apart salt from sugar. The main issue was that he saw Cecilia and Sven going out together, which left him somewhat distracted. As a result, he carelessly used the wrong one.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Is it tasty?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Just moments ago, Cecilia had taken a bite of the vegetables. They were almost perfectly cooked when she left, yet Nathaniel ended up messing up the dish. She wondered if he had done it on purpose.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel endured it, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “It’s delicious.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">They had also tasted it and clearly knew it was unptable.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Since it’s delicious, you should have some more.” Cecilia served him another helping considerately, one that wasn’t as overcooked.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot watched as his father suffered in silence. Although he felt a twinge of sympathy, relieved was what he mostly was.</font></font>
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<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Alright.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel continued to serve food to Cecilia, his gaze asionally drifting toward Sven.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Sven also noticed Nathaniel’s gaze but chose to ignore thetter, continuing with his meal instead.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He wasn’t sure what was going on with Nathaniel. It seems like he has a problem with me.</font></font>
Assuming that it was probably because of Calvin, Sven didn’t give it much thought.
Once they finished their meal, Sven got up and left, preparing for Cecilia’s uing meeting with Bailey.
Nathaniel found an excuse to leave as well, once outside, he called out to Sven.
“Mr. Sven.”
Sven halted in his tracks, turning back to look at him quizzically. “Mr. Rainsworth, what can I do for you?”
“Let’s have a chat.”
“Alright.”
Sven followed him to a secluded location.
Only then did Nathaniel speak up. “I don’t want to beat around the bush. Do you see Cecilia merely as an ordinary superior?”
Typically, bodyguards wouldn’t directly address Cecilia by name.
Only then did Sven understand why he had sensed hostility from Nathaniel.
After a long pause, he finally replied, “Of course not.”
If he were to say that Cecilia was an ordinary boss to him, he would have left her side long ago.
Nathaniel’s heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.
As a man, he could tell that Sven’s feelings for Cecilia were far from ordinary. It was not the typical rtionship between an employee and a boss.