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.

her head. “We all must learn to be sensible. Being too childish can

past, her lack of maturity and understanding of the world led her to marry a man who didn’t love her, a decision that resulted in her being

wished he had taken Cecilia with him when he initially left Sparaville or returned before

he found her before she married Nathaniel, he believed she wouldn’t have been as cautious as she was at that

in mind, Calvin leaned closer to Cecilia and suddenly said, “Ceci, how about we-

a familiar, icy voice echoed from a

voice, saw Nathaniel and

glaring at Cecilia

walked straight toward her. Even though he couldn’t see her, he effortlessly reached out and grasped her hand. “Darling, why is it taking you so long to buy

couldn’t see, so he pretended not to notice Calvin, continuing, “Why are your hands so cold? Would you like me to

in her body

beet red with embarrassment as

pull, he instantly drew Cecilia into his arms. “Darling, why are you so cold? Once we get back, I’ll make

not been outsiders present, Cecilia would have

firmly pinched Nathaniel’s waist. “My

pain and did