When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1742 My Word Is My Bond

After Queenie had completely fallen asleep, Cecilia gently withdrew her hand.

She rose from the bed and made her way outside.

Nathaniel was still there, patiently waiting.

Cecilia was somewhat surprised. "Aren't you supposed to be at work?"noveldrama

She hadn't seen Nathaniel come back in and had assumed he had left.

"Why should I be at work when you're still in the hospital?" Nathaniel replied solemnly. "Besides, the company is full of people. It won't collapse if I'm not there."

Cecilia nodded slightly, then said in a low voice, "There's something I want to tell you."

Nathaniel suddenly realized something and walked over to her. "All right, let's step outside."

It was only when they were alone that Cecilia began to speak.

"I know who wants me dead."

"Who?" Nathaniel asked, his face stern.

"Cassandra and Ralph." Cecilia recounted everything she had witnessed the night before to him.

Nathaniel's hand was tightly clenched, his knuckles pale. "Leave this matter to me. You should get some rest."

As they found a place to sit, Cecilia let out a deep sigh. "I'm not sure whether I should tell Queenie about this. Do you think she would stand up for Cassandra?”

Queenie and Cassandra had been together for over two decades. This was why Cecilia had chosen to keep it a secret, refraining from telling Queenie who was responsible for her misfortune.

Nathaniel fell silent for a moment. "Are you worried that Queenie will defend Cassandra and help her in secret, or are you concerned about her feelings for Cassandra, fearing that she might be hurt? If it's the first scenario, there's no need to worry. Trust me, I won't let them off easily."

Cecilia had a somewhat conflicted expression on her face.

After a while, she said, "I get it. I'll go tell her in a bit."

"Okay." Nathaniel supported her decision.

In the afternoon, when Queenie woke up, she noticed her hand was empty. Quickly scanning the room, she saw Cecilia sitting on the balcony. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ceci..." Queenie wanted to push herself up, but she lacked the strength.

Upon hearing a stir from the room, Cecilia turned around and realized that Queenie had woken up.

She quickly rose to her feet and moved into the room. "You're awake. Do you need my help?"

She hesitated, uncertain whether she should offer her help.

With great effort, Queenie managed to pull herself up and smiled. "It's okay," she said, then looked intently at Cecilia. "Cecilia, haven't you rested? Are you feeling tired? Would you like to take a nap now?"

Cecilia shook her head. "I've already

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had a good rest." She walked over and took a seat beside Queenie's bed. "I have something to tell you, lied this morning because

Cassandra was here at the time. It was Cassandra and her father who

were after my life."

Queenie was momentarily taken aback. Her expression froze, and it took her a

while to regain her composure.

"What? It's them?"

Cecilia recounted the events of the previous night once again.

After listening quietly, Queenie was

filled with anger. "Those two

heartless brutes! You're my only daughter. How could they even dare to harm you?" She looked up and met Cecilia's eyes. "Don't worry, Ceci, I will take care of this. My word is my bond. I won't let them get away with this."

Cecilia felt uncertain about Queenie's words and couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure?"