Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 21

The young man was like wolf, still yet to fully mature. He gave off the vibe of an irresistibly cute puppy. Given his willingness to step forward, Nellie pondered whether she should take full advantage of the situation.

But the thought of that enigmatic figure at the top of the social ladder-a breathtakingly beautiful yet untouchable man-gave her pause. Nellie decided it wasn't worth the risk.

"I'll stick to what I know best for now-women's fashion," she concluded.

Nathan looked a bit crestfallen. "Well, when you do get into men's fashion, let me be your model, okay?"

Nellie gave a casual nod. "Sure, we'll see."

started with sketches of several designs for women's clothing. She picked her favorite and carefully cut the fabric, sewing it into a complete outfit. It was a grass-green high-waisted skirt paired with a chic beige cropped blazer. The outfit, lined with a soft oatmeal hue, struck the perfect balance between

lacked influence and often couldn't even

long nights of toil eventually took a toll on her already delicate health. One day, while making soup for Nathan,

called out a few times, "Nathalie?" With no answer, he limped from room to room until he found her in the kitchen, unconscious on the floor. She was even clutching the pie crust

washed over Nathan's face. He quickly picked her

check-up, the doctor asked Nathan, puzzled, "The patient is missing a kidney and has surgical

ashen, and his fists clenched, his knuckles white. "Doc, how's she going to manage now?" Nathan's voice was heavy

on, um, intimate relations and definitely take precautions. Her body isn't strong enough for pregnancy." Nathan flushed with embarrassment but

some nourishing soups, like chicken soup, and add some

pushed herself, despite her illness, to pay for his treatments.

someone be so