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.

specifically chose some inexpensive clothes for Nathaniel. All of them

out a couple of

was taken aback at first but quickly. rejected

gave the matter

it be that he now has a girlfriend, which makes it awkward for him to let me pay for

choose. As your boss, I’ll cover the expenses.

a woman, she understood boundaries and knew it was inappropriate to buy clothes

crossed Sven’s normally cold and rigid face. “I don’t have a girlfriend. I declined because I’m already paid a

it was primarily due to them. lacking any real feelings for each

Cecilia felt even

“Alright then,”

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

she was contemplating rewarding Sven with a bonus

of them headed to the underground parking lot. Sven helped her stow away their purchases in the

corner, five or six men armed with

narrowed coldly. He turned to Cecilia and said,

careful,” Cecilia said as she opened

and his fair, clean–cut

her. If you don’t wish to

to his words, calmly stowing away the

“Who sent you?”

nt me?