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

Chapter 358 Go Fishing

Jonathan was intentionally giving Nathaniel a hard time by suggesting Nathaniel would use his body heat to melt the ice and catch fishes.

Martha could see what was happening and was about to refuse, but to her surprise, Nathaniel solemnly said, “Mhm. I will go fishing tonight.”

Cecilia couldn’t help but feel surprised. Why does he suddenly want to go fishing?

Martha didn’t believe him because the ice on the river was at least thirty centimeters thick in the middle of the winter. There’s no way he can catch a fish in this condition. Does he feel nothing boasting like this?

Later on, the facts proved that there were very few things in the world that money couldn’t accomplish.

At around ten in the night, someone delivered a fresh catch of fish, specifically the one from the small river that Martha was particularly fond of.

Nathaniel handed those exceptionally fresh fish over to Cecilia.

Immediately upon receiving them, Cecilia prepared a stew with them.

She planned to keep a portion of the remaining fish for herself and give the rest to her neighbors.

Cecilia wasn’t curious about how Nathaniel acquired the fish. There were plenty of people willing to lend a hand for a price.

However, Martha refused to drink the fish stew. “He caught the fish?”

it was his

her head. “I

bowl aside and embraced her. “You’re overthinking it. He’s living in your house. every day. There’s nothing wrong

worried that she might get emotional over trivial

Martha finally agreed

our river here. It doesn’t stink.” At that moment, Martha

in her later years,

a bowl of the fish

to Pears

increasingly frail figure, gently

and

was Martha, so if

your mother was. Cecilia’s: Martha was no longer around, Cecilia

stood at

placed Martha’s hand inside the blanket, then walked out and asked, “What’s the

tomorrow. She asked me to invite

her ex’s wedding alone. However, a deep–seated sense of unwillingness within her compelled

perhaps only after witnessing Ernest with another

All right, I’ll drive and

“Mhm,” replied Jonathan.

meticulously instructed the caregiver and housekeeper, urging them to take good care of Martha. She stressed that they should call