When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 370

Chapter 370 Is Someone Crying
Magnus hadn't expected that Cecilia would not only reject him but also lecture him. In response, he gripped Cecilia's shoulders tightly.

“Why bother with all the chatter if you're not willing to help? I knew I couldn't rely on you. You're content with your downfall, yet you expect me to follow suit and lead a life of mediocrity? Absolutely not! I'll have you know, I am the grandson of the wealthiest man. I will restore the glory of Smith Corporation. You, on the other hand, are not worthy to be a part of the Smith family!”

After finishing his words, Magnus forcefully pushed Cecilia away.

Cecilia staggered back several steps, nearly tumbling onto the ground.

A strong arm caught her.

“Are you okay?” Nathaniel's deep voice resonated beside her ear.

Cecilia was just about to send him back to his room, but it was already too late. Magnus saw Nathaniel, his face a picture of confusion.

“Nathaniel, why... why are you here? Since you're here, why did you ask me to get my sister to discuss things with you at Orion Corporation?”

Magnus simply couldn't discern that the person before his eyes was not the same one he had encountered during the day.

Nathaniel didn't bother to explain himself.

“Scram!” came a chilly command.

Magnus completely lost his earlier arrogance, fleeing outward.

After he left, a subtle pain began to gnaw at Cecilia's stomach.

“Nathaniel, my stomach hurts.”

Panic filled Cecilia's eyes as she tightly clutched onto Nathaniel's clothing.

The pain was secondary. She was terrified something might happen to her child.

Back then, she had almost miscarried Jonathan and Elliot.

Nathaniel held her tightly. “I'm taking you to the hospital right away.”

“Okay.”

He picked up the phone and made a call.

The driver drove the car over in less than a minute.

On the way to the hospital, Cecilia clung onto Nathaniel's clothing with one hand, while the other gently rested on her stomach.

Only those who had been pregnant would understand the kind of fear it brings.

If it hadn't been for Nathaniel's timely intervention, she would have fallen to the ground and the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Nathaniel felt her hand constantly clutching the corner of his clothes. He reached out and held her. “You're my wife. There's no need to thank me.”

His grip was firm around Cecilia's hand, exceptionally warm. She glanced at Nathaniel a few times before finally pulling her hand away.

Perhaps it was due to past trauma that caused a lingering fear.

She truly didn't dare to entrust herself to Nathaniel again.

Nathaniel's hand froze in place, and his Adam's apple moved ever so slightly.

The silence inside the car was almost eerie.

At last, they arrived home.

Cecilia helped Nathaniel out of the car. As they reached the entrance, she abruptly heard the sound of sobbing.

Is someone crying?

She swiftly walked in, turning on the light for a quick look.