Chapter 187
Chapter 187 Her Plan
At Daltonia Villa, after Nathaniel returned, all the flowers with excessive pollen in the garden had been removed.
Cecilia had assumed that Stella would return with him today, to see the masterpiece he had prepared.
Unexpectedly, he was the only one who returned.
“Have you eaten?” Nathaniel asked, noticing her sitting alone in the living room, engrossed in her writing.
Cecilia nodded. “Yes, I’ve eaten.”
Nathaniel looked toward the direction of the dining room. It was very clean.
“I thought you weren’t coming home today, so I didn’t prepare your meal,” replied Cecilia.
In the past, regardless of whether Nathaniel returned home or not, she would always prepare his favorite meals.
Most of the time, Nathaniel would not eat it.
After moving abroad during the summer, Cecilia became pregnant with Elliot and Jonathan. She often worked, planning for their future.
The task of cooking was entrusted to Martha.
Now, she had no desire to return to the days when she was essentially confined to the kitchen.
Nathaniel didn’t show any visible reaction.
“I’ve already eaten too,” he lied.
He had returned home early today, initially assuming that Cecilia would have dinner ready. Hence, he hadn’t eaten anything.
“Good.” Cecilia then said, “Vivian has caught a cold. I’ll have to accompany her to the hospital later.”
In reality, she was planning to investigate, under the guise of Vivian’s identity, whether it was the right time for fier to get pregnant.
Nathaniel did not doubt anything.
Cecilia went to the hospital in a car, and Vivian was already waiting.
“The appointment’s already been set. You can go for the check–up now,” Vivian said.
“Okay.”
Cecilia held the registration form, heading off to get examined.
An hour later, the results were in–these upcoming days were ideal for conception.
On their way to the hospital. Vivian pulled out a box of medicine from her pocket and handed it to Cecilia. “Here. take this.”© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.
Cecilia found it a bit odd. picked it up, and took a closer look.
It was viagra.
Her complexion changed rapidly.
“No need.”
“Why not? What if he can’t perform?” Vivian lowered her voice. “Some men, after having to much to drink, can’t… well, actually, it’s more like most men…”
Even though it was quite embarrassing for Cecilia, in the end, she secretly accepted it.
She didn’t want to give up halfway either.
“Would giving him this to eat have any effect on the child he’s expecting?”
“No, I’ve already consulted the doctor. Vivian said seriously. “For some men, this is the only way for their wives to conceive.”
Cecilia felt that Vivian truly didn’t seem like a woman who had only been in love once.
“Vivian, you’re truly impressive.”
“Of course,” Vivian said with a face full of pride. “Give it your all tonight.”
“Sure.”
After she returned home that day, she knew she needed to devise a plan to win over Nathaniel. She’d get
him to have a few drinks, then make her move.
If this attempt was successful, it was crucial not to let Nathaniel retreat back into his room and hide away.
At that moment, inside the mansion, Nathaniel looked at the pendulum clock in the living room. It was already past nine in the evening. How come Cecilia hadn’t returned yet?
Just then, a phone call came in. Instinctively, he thought it was from Cecilia, so he quickly picked
up the phone. To his surprise, it was his mother, Elena.
Nathaniel took the phone, and heard Elena say, “Nathaniel, I heard you brought a child home, and it’s been almost half a month already?”
Nathaniel’s brows knitted together in deep thought. “Who told you that?”
Upon witnessing Nathaniel’s reaction, Elena knew the information was true.
The reason she knew was because she had learned it from Nathaniel’s assistant, Mason.
As Nathaniel’s special assistant, Mason naturally wouldn’t reveal this matter to her. However, she had her ways and managed to bribe someone close to Mason.
Through her subordinates, she learned that Mason had recently been frequently absent from Nathaniel’s side, seemingly due to a child.
“You shouldn’t concern yourself with who said it. If it’s really true, you should have told me. No matter who gave birth to this child, I would accept them.”