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

Chapter 1956 Please Help Me

Nicholas stood at the mansion entrance, watching the car disappear into the distance, a shadow of sadness in his eyes. He was alone. The wind blew bitterly cold, and soon he began to cough, the sound rough in the quiet evening.

A housekeeper stepped outside and, upon seeing him, couldn't help but say, "Mr. Nicholas, it's freezing out here. Why don't you head back inside?"

Nicholas shook his head. “No, I need to go out."

"Would you like me to grab you a coat?"

"No need," he replied again, brushing the suggestion off and heading straight for his car.

To the housekeepers, Nicholas always seemed approachable, polite, humble, and without the airs expected of someone in his position.

Inside the car, his composed mask finally cracked, and a flicker of his buried anger appeared. He was driving, but he had no real destination in mind. For the first time, he realized just how isolated he had become.

He eventually found himself parked outside the residential area where Jocelyn lived. Sitting in the driver's seat, he stared up at her building, a heavy weight pressing down on his chest.

quit her job some time ago, and since then, Nicholas had

felt like this once before-when he was abroad

here it was again. It pressed down on his chest, robbed him of sleep, and scattered

walking with Yannick, grocery bags in the man's hand as

She had

sudden pause

Nicholas' car," Jocelyn replied, not

he had orchestrated that hit on Yannick, her feelings toward him had completely changed. Yannick followed her

Nicholas to anything, so Yannick couldn't confront

quietly. She didn't want any confrontation between the

agreed, and, as if on purpose, reached out to take Jocelyn's hand as they passed Nicholas'

window down. Once the couple disappeared from view, he reached for

is it

didn't recognize. Maybe it was the loneliness that finally got to him because he stared

"Who is this?"