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."

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 elegance

Unfortunately, she lacked influence and often couldn't even

already delicate health. One day, while making soup for Nathan, she suddenly

he 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

picked her up and rushed downstairs to

is missing a kidney and has surgical scars on her back.

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

cut back on, um, intimate relations and

"She's very weak and malnourished. Cook her some nourishing soups, like chicken soup, and

he recalled how Nellie had pushed herself, despite her illness, to pay for his treatments. She'd work through the night and make sure he got

be so selfless