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

Chapter 231 A Stranger

In an effort to avoid disappointing Cecilia, Nathaniel ultimately decided to take her out that night. The rain, which had been relentless earlier, finally gave way to a brief respite, allowing the full moon to cast its serene light over the landscape.

Nathaniel drove to the location Cecilia had indicated, which turned out to be a small pond. Or rather, it used to be a small pond; now it had been transformed into a public park, with the pond itself expanded into a man–made lake.

Fortunately, given the late hour, most people had already gone home, leaving the park quiet and almost deserted.

Cecilia stepped out of the car, wrapping her coat more tightly around herself.

Although winter had not yet arrived, she was dressed much more warmly than the average. person, her frail appearance making her seem almost delicate.

Nathaniel walked beside her, his gaze scanning the surroundings. “Is this the place?”

“Yeah,” Cecilia replied, her voice tinged with nostalgia. “The changes are significant.”

Nathaniel, however, found himself at a loss. He had visited the Smith residence a few times during his childhood, but he had never ventured to the back mountain and had no memory of a small pond being there.

center and gazed up at the full moon. The soft light bathed her face, and for a moment,

a wish together under the moonlight. Her wish had been simple and earnest:

a short distance away, watching her intently. The moonlight seemed to cast a glow around her, making her appear ethereal, as though she were a part of the night itself. The scene before him was

look at him, her eyes searching his face. “Nathaniel, why

snapped out of his reverie and slowly began to approach her. When he reached her side, he took her hand in his, but immediately noticed how cold it was–completely devoid

your

warm.” The words were a gentle echo of something Nathaniel had

past exchanges, pulled her into his embrace, tucking her hand inside his trench coat to warm it. “One more minute, then we’re heading back,” he said. firmly, as

up at him, her expression hopeful, as if waiting for a flicker of recognition, some sign that he remembered the past

the Nathaniel she had known as a child had vanished completely, leaving only this

lay in bed with her eyes tightly shut, but the words Miranda had spoken earlier that day echoed

an air of mystery. “Back in the day, you described Nathaniel as a gentleman–kind

She had initially planned to find a way to take Elliot away with her today, but now she was filled with doubts. She needed to know if she had truly misplaced her love, and she needed to find out where Nicholas had

directly. She made her way to

had been expecting it.