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When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 810
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Chapter 810 Get Married Tomorrow

After a moment of hesitation, Cecilia still ended up answering the phone.

“Cecilia?”

Perhaps out of uncertainty, the man called out tentatively.

“What's the matter?” Cecilia asked, puzzled.

Once Nathaniel confirmed that Cecilia was on the phone, he said stiffly, “You shouldn't work at Orion Corporation

anymore.”

“Why?”

Cecilia felt inexplicably perplexed.

Working at Orion Corporation not only gave her a paycheck but also required little tand provided her with a

valuable opportunity to learn a lot about managing a company.

“There's no reason for it. Don’t be so stubborn!”

From the tone of his voice, Cecilia could tell that he still hadn't regained his memory. “If you can’t explain why,

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then why should I listen to you?”

Does he think I'm still the sCecilia from before?

“If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now, bye.”

Before Nathaniel could say another word, Cecilia had already hung up the phone.

Nathaniel held the disconnected phone, radiating an icy aura all around him.

The man beside him, Mason, didn’t feel good either.

He hadn't been able to say much to Lucille that day, leaving him feeling somewhat desolate.

Why has Lucille, who just a few days ago loved to act cute and playful in front of me, suddenly changed since the

night before last?

“Her audacity is truly growing! She hung up on me!” Nathaniel asked Mason, “Did she do the sthing before |

lost my memory?”

“What? Who?” Mason asked in confusion.

“What on earth has been going on with you these past few days?” Nathaniel’s anger deepened.

He found that when he woke up, it was as if the world around him had changed. Even Mason had changed.

Upon seeing the annoyance on Nathaniel’s face, Mason felt compelled to tell him the truth. “Mr. Rainsworth, |

don’t know what's going on with my fiancée lately. She hasn't been coming hevery day. I'm a bit worried.

Could I possibly take the day off today?”

Nathaniel initially thought it was about something important, only to find out it was all about a woman.

“Get lost.”

“Thank you, Mr. Rainsworth. | promise I'll get it sorted out soon.”

Mason hurriedly picked up his coat and left.

Nathaniel was the only one left in the mansion. He gripped his phone, feeling all the more gloomy.

Cecilia has truly changed now. In the past few days, she hasn't once taken the initiative to call me.

Nathaniel rubbed his brow in frustration.

Somehow, his head continued to throb with pain.

After leaving the mansion, Mason immediately called Lucille. His calls were repeatedly ignored, and when she

finally answered, her voice was cold. “Are you sick? Why do you keep calling me? Do you realize I'm at work right

now? If my boss catches me, are you going to pay the fine for me?”

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Hearing the anger in Lucille’s voice, Mason realized he had long since lost the bravado he had a few years ago.

“Sure, whatever the fine is, Ill pay it for you. Lucy, can you tellwhat's been going on with you lately? Why

haven't you been coming home?”

Lucille let out a cold huff.

“What home? We're not even married. Your place is, at best, a temporary residence.”

Mason understood then. “I'll take a leave. Let's get married tomorrow.”

What is going through his mind?

Lucille felt that without a nudge, Mason would never truly understand his mistakes.

“Tell me, were you really working overtthe night before last?”

The night before last?

Without giving it much thought, Mason responded, “Yes.”

The next moment, the phone was hung up again.

When Mason wanted to reach out again, he found himself blocked.

He intended to send a message, but as soon as he opened WhatsApp, he saw a photo from the night before last «

of him and Jessica embracing on the street.