When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1433

Chapter 1433 The Nightmare
Cecilia was so close to him that she could feel his warm breath, and she instinctively took a step back.

“I going to bed now.”

“Alright.”

Nicholas gradually loosened his grip.

Upon returning to her bedroom, Cecilia lay down once again to sleep.

When Nicholas left, he closed the door behind him.

Lying in bed, Cecilia could heard the sound of running water from the neighboring bathroom, and sleep eluded her no matter what.

“What on earth is going on with me?” she mumbled to herself.

For reasons unknown, she always felt a certain resistance toward Nicholas.

Ever since waking up a year ago, Cecilia felt as though she had forgotten many things. The only memories that seemed to remain were those related to Nicholas.

The latter mentioned that she had been in a car accident before, which had resulted in some memory loss. She spent the past year abroad, primarily to receive treatment.

In the wee hours of the morning, Cecilia finally fell asleep.

Not long after she fell asleep, she experienced a nightmare. In her dream, a man bearing an uncanny resemblance to Nicholas appeared, but he had a terrible temper.

Cecilia had walked over and asked him, “Who are you?”

With eyes rimmed red, the man looked at her. “Have you forgotten who I am?”

There was only confusion in Cecilia's eyes.

Suddenly, the man embraced her. “Do you have any idea how long I've been searching for you?” he said.

After he finished speaking, he was about to forcefully do something to her.

Struggling, Cecilia demanded, “Let go of me, let go!”

She was jolted awake from the nightmare, her body drenched in a cold sweat.

“Why did I have such a dream?”

Nicholas reached out to tuck the loose fringes behind her ear, then slowly began to speak.

“Perhaps it's a recurrence of your illness,” he suggested, concern lacing my voice. “Once dawn breaks, I'll call the doctor to come and examine you.”

After hearing this, Cecilia dismissed the idea of seeing a doctor. “No need. Didn't I just see a doctor last month? I don't want to see the doctor again.”

She underwent psychiatric evaluations monthly, but now, for some reason, she was feeling a sense of resistance.

“Listen, only by seeing the doctor can your illness be cured.”

“But I don't feel there's anything wrong with me mentally now,” said Cecilia. Then, recalling the job advertisements she had seen online, she pleaded, “Nicholas, I really want to go out and work. Can I please look for a job?”

Cecilia sighed. “You're always going back to our home country for work, leaving me here all alone with no one to talk to. It's no surprise that I'm having psychological problems, right?”

Nicholas saw the determination in her eyes, realizing that if he continued to stop her, it would only arouse her suspicion.

“Alright.” Nicholas changed the subject. “But we still need to see the doctor later, otherwise my mind won't be at ease.”

“Fine.” Once Cecilia received his approval, her eyes lit up with delight.