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

Chapter 35 I Lost My Memory

Downstairs, even before Cecilia arrived, she had noticed the most luxurious and best–viewing private room for the auction upstairs.

The design of the private room incorporated one–way glass. From the outside, one couldn’t see the people inside, yet those inside could clearly view the outside.

She intentionally chose a spot where someone in the private room could see her to sit.

Then, as if unintentionally, she lifted her gaze toward the private room upstairs.

It was merely a fleeting glance, with not a hint of emotion in her eyes.

Inside the private room, Nathaniel’s assistant, Mason, was dumbstruck. “Ms. Smith!”

Suppressing his urge to rush down, Nathaniel gave orders to Mason.

“Forfeit the bidding.”

“Understood.”

Upon receiving instructions, the secretary downstairs abandoned the bid.

Everyone initially thought they were going to witness a grand display of wealth today, but to their surprise, Nathaniel had actually decided to back down.

Their faces were all filled with shock.

They wondered just who this woman was that she dared to compete with Nathaniel for something he had his eye on.

crucial point was that Nathaniel had actually relented and

per the rules here, the bidder was required to make the

backstage of

the room was notably empty. Her eyes immediately landed on Nathaniel, who sat alone on the

suit, exuding a noble air. His handsome, cold face and deep, dark eyes had been fixed on her since she walked through

“Cecilia!”

at Cecilia, his thin lips

awaited her explanation, curious as to why she had faked her death and vanished for four years. He wondered where she had been

had passed, and her transformation

in dressing up had now meticulously applied makeup. Where once she used to only wear dark

time, Nathaniel discovered that his wife had

Cecilia drew closer to him, his Adam’s apple

from Nathaniel, Cecilia

Nathaniel was taken aback.

react, Cecilia

of this auction? I’m here to make a payment and

Nathaniel’s face turned

Cecilia’s view. He looked down

laced with

I know you?” Cecilia asked, her

Nathaniel’s throat tightened.

“You don’t know me? Well, let me

Cecilia’s pupils narrowed.

react, Nathaniel brought her into a passionate

struggling in frantic desperation as her