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

Chapter 468 Shopping For Clothes

Soon, they arrived at a mall in Sparaville.

Cecilia got out of the car to buy some things, with Sven following her. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.

“Someone’s following.us.”

Upon hearing those words, Cecilia also halted. “Are you referring to Nathaniel’s bodyguards?”

They were not far off. Cecilia wasn’t fond of having a crowd tailing her, and it was expected that they wouldn’t come.

“No, these are some unfamiliar faces. Let’s go shopping first.”

“Alright.”

Cecilia had always been confident in Sven.

Calvin had once said even twenty ordinary men combined was no match for Sven.

Sven had survived through the most gruesome conditions imaginable.

Inside the mall, Cecilia chose clothes for her family. Picking outfits for the two children and Martha was a breeze, but when it came to Nathaniel, she found herself hesitating.

In the past, Nathaniel was always dressed in expensive, tailor–made clothing. His wardrobe was strictly monochromatic, exuding gloom and devoid of any cheerfulness.

Cecilia specifically chose some inexpensive clothes for Nathaniel. All of them were

don’t you pick out a couple of

taken aback

gave the matter some

recalled that Sven had previously returned to his hometown, specifically to call off his engagement with his fiancée. Could it be that he now has a girlfriend, which makes it awkward for him to let me pay for

get the wrong idea. You’re free to choose. As your boss, I’ll cover the expenses. Even if your

it was inappropriate to buy clothes for men who already

expression crossed Sven’s normally cold and rigid face. “I don’t have a girlfriend. I declined

was primarily due to them. lacking any real feelings for each other. Secondly, it was because his fiancée had betrayed

felt even more

“Alright then,”

realized that Sven was truly impressive as a bodyguard, even going as far as to reject the perks offered by his

rewarding Sven with a bonus

parking lot. Sven helped

at this moment, from the dimly lit corner, five or six men armed

to Cecilia

as she opened the car door and settled into

leading the group caught sight of Sven’s towering figure and his fair, clean–cut face. He assumed Sven was all show and no substance,

business with her. If you don’t wish to

to his words, calmly stowing away the items and shutting the

“Who sent you?”

nt me?