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

Chapter 322 Did Not Know Better

At the entrance of the ravioli shop, Cecilia quickly pulled back her hand, which Calvin put on his face. “I didn’t know better when I was young.”

When she was just a few years old, she had no understanding of the differences between boys and girls.

Moreover, back then, Calvin was just a chubby little kid, not even as tall as her.

She treated him like a younger brother, and every time Martha made something delicious, she would bring some for him.

However, at that moment, he towered over her by a head’s length and appeared incredibly handsome.

More importantly, he carried an air of defiant nobility around him. Hardly any young gal would dare to touch his face with their cold hand.

Calvin’s eyes reflected Cecilia’s polite yet distant demeanor. A hint of desolation swept across the depths of his gaze as he said, “Actually, you don’t need to do that in front of me.”

Calvin always remembered the winters of his childhood, when he suffered in the cold. Cecilia would secretly bring him clothes, blankets, and food. Additionally, she would always manage to cheer him up.

Had it not been for Cecilia, he would’ve died of hunger or cold if not at the hands of someone else.

must learn to

the world led her to marry a man who didn’t love her, a decision

Cecilia with him when he initially left Sparaville

had he found her before she married Nathaniel, he believed she wouldn’t

Calvin leaned closer to Cecilia and suddenly

could finish his sentence, a familiar, icy voice echoed from

the direction of the voice, saw Nathaniel and Mason standing not

at Cecilia

her hand. “Darling, why is it taking you so

pretended not to notice Calvin, continuing, “Why are your hands

Cecilia felt as if all the blood in her body was boiling due to Nathaniel’s actions. and

front of Calvin, her face turned beet red with embarrassment as she

drew Cecilia into his arms. “Darling, why are you

Cecilia would have certainly swore at

she firmly pinched Nathaniel’s waist. “My friend is

and did not