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

Chapter 328
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Chapter 328 So Cold

When Calvin returned this time, it wasn't just for Cecilia-he was also here to reclaim the industries he had been

forced to yield to Nathaniel in the past.

He knew that the current person running Rainsworth Group wasn’t the real Nathaniel, so he had little to worry

about.

Mason, on the other hand, never anticipated that Calvin would be so audacious. But with Nathaniel’s memory

loss, Mason naturally wouldn't relay to him the sharp words Calvin had spoken.

However, Calvin was determined to make Nathaniel face reality, and he wasn’t going to back down.

Meanwhile, Nathaniel sat at home, busily working on his Braille computer, anxiously waiting for Cecilia to return.

It was already eight in the evening, and yet she still hadn't cback. Normally, she would have been hby

now.

Just then, a message alert chimed on his phone. He quickly picked it up, and the message automatically played

aloud, “Mr. Rainsworth, it’s Calvin. Just letting you know, Ceci has been withall day, so she'll be coming

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ha bit late.”

Upon hearing this, Nathaniel’s expression darkened. He no longer had the heart to continue. working and

abruptly left the room.

Outside, the wind and snow were fierce. Nathaniel stood there, his brow furrowed as the cold. wind bit at his

skin. He pulled out a phone designed for the visually impaired and dialed Cecilia’s number a number he had

secretly saved without her knowing.

On the other side, Cecilia was still driving hafter a long day spent with Elliot. The snow was falling heavily,

making the road slippery and difficult to see. She was forced to drive slowly, mindful of the treacherous

conditions.

Just then, her phone rang. Without checking the caller ID, she answered, “Hello.”

“Where are you?” Nathaniel’s icy voice echoed through the phone.

Cecilia didn’t notice anything strange about his tone and replied, “I'm on the road.”

But no sooner had the words left her mouth than her car suddenly skidded. Unable to see clearly through the

snowfall, she accidentally steered the car toward the side of the road.

With a loud crash, the car slammed into a tree, causing the airbags to deploy instantly. Cecilia was jolted, nearly

knocked senseless as her phone slipped from her grasp and fell under the car seat.

Fortunately, since she had been driving slowly, she wasn't injured, but the car was temporarily out of

commission. She had no choice but to turn on the hazard lights.

Cecilia struggled to reach her phone but couldn't grasp it. Left with no other options, she decided to exit the car

and look for help.

On the other end, Nathaniel heard the commotion through the phone. He tried calling her back, but there was no

response. With a blizzard raging and night falling, there were no cars on the road, and Cecilia was left stranded.

She waited for a long time, shivering uncontrollably in the cold. Ever since returning to Sparaville, she hadn't

encountered any real danger, so she had told Sven that there was no need for constant protection. But now, with

no one around to help, she was left to fend for herself.

With no other choice, Cecilia began the long walk home, deciding to wait until morning when the snow would

hopefully stop, and she could call for a tow truck.

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The freezing temperature bit at her, making her journey agonizingly slow. The cold intensified. her existing ear

ailment, gradually muffling the sound of the wind to a faint whisper. She knew her hearing impairment was

worsening.

After trudging for about ten minutes, Cecilia found herself surrounded by a blanket of white, unable to

distinguish the path ahead. Dizzy and disoriented, she collapsed face-first into the snow. She was still conscious

and instinctively protected her abdomen, but she couldn't take another step.

“It's so cold...” she muttered to herself, unaware that a tall figure was approaching her from not too far away.

Nathaniel had found her, but in her current state, she couldn't hear him calling her name. It wasn't until he

enveloped her in his arms that she realized who had cto her rescue.

The house is at least a kilometer away from here. He can’t see, so how did he get here?

“Nathaniel... I'm so cold...” she murmured, her voice weak and trembling. Before she could ask how he had

managed to find her, given his blindness, all she could think about was how cold she felt.

Without saying a word, Nathaniel picked her up and began walking back. “You knew it was cold, yet you came

back so late?” he chided, his voice filled with concern.

Cecilia, unable to hear his words clearly, clung tightly to his clothes. Her hand involuntarily slipped inside his «

coat, seeking warmth. “So cold...” she whispered again.