Chapter 423: Building Snowmen

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

He remembered how she used to love the snow, even in summer, delighting in building snowmen as if she were a child. He had often found her childish antics irritating.

Cecilia hadn't anticipated his suggestion. 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.

"I need to rest now. You should go," Cecilia said, returning from the balcony.

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

Relieved she didn't have to force him out, Cecilia locked the door and barricaded it. She quickly fell asleep.

When Cecilia woke, the snowfall had lessened, and sunlight streamed through the window. As she opened the curtains, she saw countless charming snowmen scattered across the landscape.

With wide eyes, she stepped onto the balcony. Below, she saw Nathaniel building a snowman. Her emotions were a swirl of surprise and curiosity as she descended the stairs. "What's all this about?"

"Building snowmen," Nathaniel replied, his lips barely moving.

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

Just then, a black Lincoln appeared. She recognized the Rainsworth Manor license plate. Elena's secretary emerged, momentarily startled by the snowmen. Regaining her composure, she saw Nathaniel still engrossed in building another, visibly shocked. Maintaining her professionalism, she quickly averted her gaze.

"Ms. Smith, Mr. Nathaniel," the secretary greeted, approaching them. "Madam Elena has sent me to bring you home. We need to start preparations for Mr. Nicholas' engagement party. Madam Elena insists you must not miss it."

Despite her professional tone, her demeanor clearly indicated she didn't view Cecilia as family.

"Got it," Nathaniel responded coldly, seemingly annoyed by the interruption.

"Please, get in the car," the secretary gestured politely.

Cecilia wanted to decline; she still had Martha to care for.

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

Sensing his anger, the secretary hastily left. As she departed, she took photos of the snowmen and sent them to Elena.

Elena was perplexed by the secretary's message: Mr. Nathaniel built all these snowmen. She was eating when she saw it. Building snowmen? She couldn't believe it. She hadn't expected her son, whom she'd always been proud of, to change so drastically after losing his memory. He was doing things he would never have done before.

Meanwhile, at Rainsworth Manor, Nicholas and Cassandra sat at the dining table. Nicholas wiped his hands before asking, "Mom, have Nathaniel and Cecilia agreed to come?" He'd brought Cassandra for a meal and 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 asked, "Madam Elena, Nathaniel's wife is Cecilia Smith, right?"

The mention of Cecilia caused Elena's face to turn grim.