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.

these factors, Cecilia specifically chose some inexpensive clothes for Nathaniel. All of them were in bright

why don’t you pick out

stood at the door, overhearing Cecilia’s words. He was taken aback at first but

gave the

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

free to choose. As your boss, I’ll cover the

inappropriate to buy clothes for men who already had a girlfriend

rigid face. “I don’t have a girlfriend. I declined

initially called off, it was primarily due to them. lacking any real feelings for each other.

Cecilia felt even

“Alright then,”

as a bodyguard, even going as far as to reject the perks offered by

a bonus several times his

finished shopping, the two of them headed to the underground parking lot. Sven helped her stow away

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

narrowed coldly. He turned to Cecilia and said, “Get in

Cecilia said as she opened the car door and

Sven’s towering figure and his fair, clean–cut face. He assumed Sven was all show and

don’t wish to die, you had better

words, calmly stowing away the items and shutting

“Who sent you?”

nt me?