Chapter 391 New Year

The Epean–style mantel clock inside the house chimed softly, signaling the arrival of midnight.

Martha glanced at the time and said, “It’s already midnight. I’m off to rest.”

“All right,” Cecilia replied, watching the elderly woman retreat inside. Her hand instinctively rested on her baby bump as Martha’s earlier words echoed in her mind, leaving her conflicted.

Just a few days ago, Martha had harbored nothing but disdain for Nathaniel. How did her feelings change so rapidly that she’s now suggesting I consider a future with him?

Cecilia glanced again toward Nathaniel and the children, but she still shook her head.

No. I can’t make the same mistake.

Once the branches and snow had been cleared, Nathaniel returned inside with the two kids. Without missing a beat, Cecilia lit the fireplace to warm them up. “Take a warm bath later and then get some sleep,” she instructed.

The children nodded. They had only been directing Nathaniel, so the cold hadn’t gotten to them.

Nathaniel, however, bore the brunt of the winter chill. His slender, graceful hands had turned a frosty red, but his expression remained as stoic as ever.

undertook menial tasks and manual labor that he had never

felt a growing apprehension about facing him. Once the two little ones were warmed up, she quickly ushered them off

of desire in Nathaniel’s

bustling around to prepare

past few years abroad, she had always celebrated Christmas but never truly experienced a New Year’s Day celebration. This year was different, and she was eager to

kitchen, she was surprised

he exuded a warm, homely

down the ravioli he was holding

people by the sound of their footsteps when there

awkward. “Are

prepared a variety of pure vegetable–filled ravioli. Would you like to come over and

there, she hesitated, not taking another. step

the kids just got back. I’m going to do their laundry,” she blurted out before quickly turning to leave, almost as if

slapped her own face lightly, muttering to herself, “What’s there to be embarrassed about? It’s not like

had been close, unaware that Elliot had been standing outside the door for who

glanced toward the doorway, her face flushing red once again as

nothing,” she replied, trying to brush off

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