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

Chapter 423 Building Snowmen

All of a sudden, Nathaniel asked, “Do you want to build a snowman?”

He recalled how she used to love the snow even in summer, delighting in building snowmen as if she were a child. At the time, he had often found her childish antics a bit irritating.

Cecilia hadn’t anticipated his suggestion to build a snowman. A fleeting glint of nostalgia crossed her eyes. “No, it’s too cold outside. Besides, it feels too childish to play with snow.”

Words caught in Nathaniel’s throat when he heard that.

“I need to rest now. You should go,” Cecilia said as she walked back in from the balcony.

She had expected Nathaniel to resist leaving, just as he had the previous night. To her surprise, he left quietly and without fuss.

Relieved that she didn’t have to force him out, Cecilia locked the door behind him and barricaded it with whatever was handy.

Once she settled into bed, she quickly drifted off to sleep.

When Cecilia woke up the next morning, the snowfall had lessened considerably, and sunlight streamed through the window.

As she drew back the curtains and prepared to freshen up, she was met with a delightful surprise: countless charming little snowmen scattered across the snowy landscape.

balcony. Below, she was stunned

as she descended the stairs

barely moving as though this was the most ordinary thing

used to be would

she was about to respond, a black

license plate; it

Elena’s secretary stepped out, momentarily taken aback by the sight of the yard

To her surprise, she saw Nathaniel still engrossed in building another snowman,

professionalism, she quickly

the snow to approach them. “Mdm. Elena has sent me to bring you home. We need to start preparations for Mr. Nicholas‘ engagement party in the coming days. Mdm. Elena insists that you must not miss the

secretary’s demeanor clearly indicated that she did not view Cecilia

Nathaniel responded, his voice cold. He seemed annoyed, as though the secretary had disrupted the special moment

the car.” The secretary

offer, as she still had Martha at home to

raised his voice. “Get out! We’ll

anger, the secretary hastily nodded and quickly got into

the

when she saw the text from the secretary: Mr. Nathaniel