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

Chapter 153 She Had Been Played

All Cecilia could do was gaze from a distance at the sea of pink begonias blooming outside the courtyard.

“I didn’t expect them to still be here,” she murmured.

Sven followed her gaze, and what met his eyes were the beautiful begonia flowers, truly a delightful sight to behold.

The mansion appeared quaint, yet it was brimming with vitality. It was evident that the original owner had put a lot of thought and care into its construction.

“What is this?” Sven couldn’t help but ask.

“The home I grew up in in Tudela,” Cecilia replied.

Regrettably, she no longer had the right enter the mansion.

“Let’s go.” Cecilia shifted her gaze away.

The vehicle slowly pulled away.

Cecilia hadn’t noticed a man hiding in the nearby shrubs. The man looked a bit disheveled, having been secretly lurking there for a while.

After taking a stroll around the city, Cecilia requested Sven to drive her back to Daltonia Villa.

Afterward, she was in the music room, playing the piano while simultaneously writing sheet music.

Cecilia’s itinerary

night, Nathaniel deliberately spent extra

to head toward the café on

Cecilia too had boarded a car, coming

from Sven that read: Nathaniel’s

to Daltonia Villa, Cecilia asked Sven to keep an eye on

just as she

was still fond of tattling as

people in the café

a private room, which conveniently

arrived here

jacket draped over her to conceal the allergic red spots.

prepare a jacket when going out for toot long, due to her fear

Stella first returned

regained her pre- marriage figure, and her face radiated an extraordinary elegance that left a profound impression

felt a tinge

looks. particularly her

talk, she said, suppressing the bitterness in her heart and quietly placing her mobile

already been made to Nathaniel. Outside, he could hear

herself into

Stella presented a check worth a hundred million. “Ceci, you asked me to prepare ten billion, and then leave Nathaniel. I really couldn’t gather that much money, and even if I could, I don’t think it would be right to give it to you. After all, Nathaniel isn’t a commodity. He isn’t something you can just

other end of the phone, Nathaniel was seated in his car. Listening to Stella’s words, his brows furrowed

in exchange for me?