When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 349 Grocery Shopping

If one wasn’t familiar with Paula, they wouldn’t have been able to detect her current pretense.

A hint of mockery flashed through the beautiful, profound eyes of Cecilia’s.

“Who are you planning to pawn me off to this time? Or are you trying to use me again to gain some kind of advantage?”

Suddenly seen through, Paula could no longer keep up the pretense. “Haven’t I told you not to look at me with those eyes?”

She glared into Cecilia’s eyes, wishing she could tear them out and crush them under her foot.

Cecilia paid no heed to her words. “Would you prefer to leave on your own, or should I show you the door?”

In the end, Paula returned empty–handed.

On her way back, her mind was filled with memories of Cecilia’s chilling gaze.

She couldn’t shake the thought of Magnus revealing that Cecilia was still holding onto the will their father had secretly drafted.

Regas had surprisingly chosen to hand over the company to Cecilia, instead of his own son!

Paula was so infuriated that she wanted to dig up Regas‘ grave.

“Even in death, you won’t let me be at peace.”

Some people spend their entire lives healing from their childhood.

Cecilia stood rooted to the spot for a long time, watching as Paula’s car drove a

Suddenly, she felt a coat fall onto her back. It took a moment for her to realize and turn around, only to find that Calvin had managed to approach her from behind unnoticed.

“Calvin, when did you get here?”

“Quite unfortunately, just as Paula left,” Calvin said.

Cecilia lowered her gaze. “I must have made a fool of myself in front of you.”

Calvin raised his hand, gently brushing off the accumulated snow from her hair. “Why are you talking as if we’re strangers?” he asked. “We’ve been close friends since childhood, haven’t we?”

Cecilia tearfully nodded in agreement.

Shortly after, she asked, “Did you come here for a specific reason?”

“Martha sent for me,” declared Calvin.

After hearing what was said, Cecilia understood what Martha intended to do. As he was about to enter the house, she reached out and grabbed the hem of his shirt.

“Calvin, don’t take to heart what Martha says to you. She’s speaking out of concern for me, hoping to find someone who can look after me. But I don’t need anyone to look after me. I’ve long been capable of taking care of others.”

Listening to her words, a bitter sensation welled up in Calvin’s throat.

Is this a roundabout way of rejecting him?

Yet, he was unwilling to accept it.

“Ceci, what are you thinking? We’re good friends, aren’t we? Martha simply invited me over for dinner.”

He ruffled Cecilia’s hair.

Upon seeing the situation, Cecilia’s face instantly flushed with embarrassment. It turned out that she had misunderstood.

She had initially thought that Martha wanted her and Calvin to be together, which was why she kept giving them opportunities.

She initially intended to clear the air, only to realize that the other party had no such intention.

The atmosphere around them suddenly lightened up.

“All right, I’ll go grocery shopping later. Let me know what you’d like to eat.”

Seeing Cecilia suddenly relax, a strange feeling stirred in Calvin’s heart.

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An idea seemed to strike Calvin, who then spoke up. “Since I drove here, how about we go grocery shopping together?”

“Sure.”

Before setting off in the car, Cecilia realized that Jonathan had no one to pick him up.

Nathaniel was truly something; he only focused on bringing the child home, completely neglecting the daily school drop–offs and pick–ups.

With no other option, Cecilia called Sven to ask for his help in picking up Jonathan.

It had been a while since she last visited the supermarket for groceries. The first thing she picked up was a carrot, knowing that both Nathaniel and Jonathan were picky eaters who refused to eat them. Despite this, she was determined to make them eat it that night.

Calvin chose all the other dishes.

Grocery shopping

While shopping, Calvin received a phone call. It was his good friend, Yannick, on the line.

“I’m busy, what’s up?”

“I’m at your office, what are you so busy with?” Yannick inquired, much like a wife checking in on her husband.

Calvin was getting impatient. “I’m grocery shopping with Cecilia, we’re having dinner together tonight.”

“Didn’t you say Nathaniel is staying at her place?” Yannick’s mouth was wide open in shock. “Calvin, you need to have some morals. After all, he is Cecilia’s husband. You can’t just waltz in and become the third wheel. That’s not right…”

Snap! Calvin abruptly ended the call..