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

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Chapter 423 Building Snowmen

All of a sudden, Nathaniel asked, “Do you want to build a snowman?”

He recalled how she used to love the snow even in summer, delighting in building snowmen as if she were a

child. At the time, he had often found her childish antics a bit irritating.

Cecilia hadn't anticipated his suggestion to build a snowman. A fleeting glint of nostalgia crossed her eyes. “No,

it’s too cold outside. Besides, it feels too childish to play with snow.”

Words caught in Nathaniel’s throat when he heard that.

“I need to rest now. You should go,” Cecilia said as she walked back in from the balcony.

She had expected Nathaniel to resist leaving, just as he had the previous night. To her surprise, he left quietly

and without fuss.

Relieved that she didn’t have to force him out, Cecilia locked the door behind him and barricaded it with

whatever was handy.

Once she settled into bed, she quickly drifted off to sleep.

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When Cecilia woke up the next morning, the snowfall had lessened considerably, and sunlight streamed through

the window.

As she drew back the curtains and prepared to freshen up, she was met with a delightful surprise: countless

charming little snowmen scattered across the snowy landscape.

Cecilia, with wide eyes, opened the floor-to-ceiling window and stepped out onto the balcony. Below, she was

stunned to see Nathaniel in the midst of building a snowman.

Her emotions were a swirl of surprise and curiosity as she descended the stairs and walked through the snow.

“What's all this about?”

“Building snowmen,” Nathaniel replied, his lips barely moving as though this was the most ordinary thing in the

world.

Cecilia knew well that the man he used to be would have absolutely despised this.

Just as she was about to respond, a black Lincoln appeared in the distance.

She recognized the license plate; it belonged to Rainsworth Manor.

The car cto a halt, and the door swung open. Elena’s secretary stepped out, momentarily taken aback by

the sight of the yard filled with snowmen.

Regaining her composure, she scanned the surroundings before her eyes settled on Cecilia and Nathaniel. To her

surprise, she saw Nathaniel still engrossed in building another snowman, which left her visibly shocked.

However, maintaining her usual professionalism, she quickly averted her gaze.

“Ms. Smith, Mr. Nathaniel,” the secretary greeted as she trudged through the snow to approach them. “Mdm.

Elena has sentto bring you home. We need to start preparations for Mr. Nicholas’ engagement party in the

coming days. Mdm. Elena insists that you must not miss the event.”

Despite her professional tone, the secretary's demeanor clearly indicated that she did not view Cecilia as a

member of the Rainsworth family.

“Got it,” Nathaniel responded, his voice cold. He seemed annoyed, as though the secretary had disrupted the

special moment he was sharing with Cecilia.

“Please, get in the car.” The secretary gestured politely.

Cecilia wanted to decline the offer, as she still had Martha at hto care for.

Suddenly, Nathaniel raised his voice. “Get out! We'll go there ourselves!”

Sensing his anger, the secretary hastily nodded and quickly got into the car, driving away.

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As she departed, she couldn't resist snapping photos of the snowmen scattered across the yard. and sending

them to Elena.

Elena was somewhat perplexed when she saw the text from the secretary: Mr. Nathaniel built all these snowmen.

Elena was in the midst of her meal when she saw the message. Building snowmen?

She couldn't believe what she was seeing. She hadn't expected her son, whom she had always been so proud of,

to change so drastically after losing his memory. He was now doing things he would have never deigned to do

before.

Meanwhile, at Rainsworth Manor, Nicholas and Cassandra sat across from each other at the dining table.

Nicholas wiped his hands with a handkerchief before asking, “Mom, have Nathaniel and Cecilia agreed to come

over?”

Today, he had brought Cassandra for a meal and had asked Elena to invite Nathaniel and Cecilia to help with the

engagement party preparations.

After composing herself, Elena nodded. “Yes, they've agreed. They'll be here shortly.”

Cassandra then asked, “Mdm. Elena, Nathaniel’s wife is Cecilia Smith, right?”

The mention of Cecilia caused Elena’s face to turn grim, casting a shadow over the atmosphere at the dining «

table.

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