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

Chapter 328 So Cold

When Calvin returned this time, it wasn’t just for Cecilia–he was also here to reclaim the industries he had been forced to yield to Nathaniel in the past.

He knew that the current person running Rainsworth Group wasn’t the real Nathaniel, so he had little to worry about.

Mason, on the other hand, never anticipated that Calvin would be so audacious. But with Nathaniel’s memory loss, Mason naturally wouldn’t relay to him the sharp words Calvin had spoken.

However, Calvin was determined to make Nathaniel face reality, and he wasn’t going to back down.

Meanwhile, Nathaniel sat at home, busily working on his Braille computer, anxiously waiting for Cecilia to return. It was already eight in the evening, and yet she still hadn’t come back. Normally, she would have been home by now.

Just then, a message alert chimed on his phone. He quickly picked it up, and the message automatically played aloud, “Mr. Rainsworth, it’s Calvin. Just letting you know, Ceci has been with me all day, so she’ll be coming home a bit late.”

Upon hearing this, Nathaniel’s expression darkened. He no longer had the heart to continue. working and abruptly left the room.

bit at his skin. He pulled out a phone designed for the visually impaired and dialed Cecilia’s number a number he had secretly saved

still driving home after a long day spent with Elliot. The snow was falling

rang. Without checking the caller ID, she answered,

are you?” Nathaniel’s icy voice echoed

anything strange about his tone and replied, “I’m on

suddenly skidded. Unable to

crash, the car slammed into a tree, causing the airbags to deploy instantly. Cecilia was jolted, nearly knocked senseless as her phone slipped from her grasp and fell under the car

the car was temporarily out of commission.

it. Left with no other options, she decided

Nathaniel heard the commotion through the phone. He tried calling her back, but there was no response. With a

had told Sven that there was no need for constant protection. But

until morning when the snow would hopefully stop, and she could call

at her, making her journey agonizingly slow. The cold intensified. her existing ear ailment, gradually muffling the sound of the wind to a faint whisper. She knew her

to distinguish the path ahead. Dizzy and disoriented, she collapsed face–first into the snow. She was