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    When Natalie got home, she turned on the heat. Once the room warmed up, she took off her down jacket and went to her office to work.


    Before opening herptop, she checked her stocks again. Seeing the continuous surge, she smiled. She was going to make a killing this time.


    But for the next few years, these few days would be her only chance to cash in.


    Natalie settled down, opened herptop, and started discussing work matters with Keith.


    She worked until five in the afternoon. Finishing for the day, she stood up and stretched. Looking outside, she saw the snow had stopped and was suddenly struck with the idea to build a snowman.


    She''d eaten arge lunch and wasn''t hungry yet. She shut down herputer, found a pair of snow boots, then went downstairs to put on her down jacket, hat, and gloves before heading outside.


    The snow in the yard was thick, making her skin glow.


    She found a spacious spot and started rolling a snowball. She used to build


    snowmen often as a child. After quickly rolling the snowballs, she picked a spot and began to build.


    An hourter, she stared in a daze at the finished snowman. The snowman she''d made was holding a child in its arms.


    Even she was shocked. The snowman she''d built in one go was...


    Natalie sank to the ground. Did she miss her baby?


    Her beautiful eyes stared nkly at the snowman, her longshes trembling slightly. The wind was strong, and her wless, pale skin was tinged with a light pink. Her full, sensual lips were as vibrant as rose petals.


    In the evening, the sun broke through the clouds, casting rays of light upon the world. The light fell on her exquisite face, making her look impossibly beautiful.


    Natalie sat in the snow for a long time. Only when night fell did she finally stand up and head back inside, feeling somewhat defeated, to make dinner.


    She was alone tonight and craved noodles. She took four shrimp from the freezer to thaw, washed and sliced a couple of cabbage leaves, and cooked a bowl of seafood noodles.


    After eating, she still felt down. The snowman she''d unintentionally built must have reminded her of the unborn child from her past life, and a heavy feeling lingeredün her heart.


    Back upstairs, she found herself just staring out the window.


    Meanwhile, Sebastian was also distracted at the evening g.


    He looked at his phone. No messages from Natalie. A self-deprecating smile touched his lips. He was actually hoping she would text him.


    He used to be so sure that Natalie couldn''t live without him.


    Now, even though they lived under the same roof, he felt a vast distance between them, as if they were worlds apart.


    Matthew sat alone by a window, his dark gaze fixed on the scene outside, his eyes cold and unapproachable.


    But Emily, unafraid of tempting fate, walked over and sat down across from Sebastian.


    She wore a tight-fitting pink dress that showcased her excellent figure. Every movement was filled with a seductive charm, enough to make any man lose his mind. The subtle sway of her hips was intoxicating.


    She took a sip of her red wine before smiling. "Mr. Griffith, we meet again."


    Sebastian was unmoved. He gave her a brief nce and said nothing.


    But that one fleeting look made Emily''s breath catch and her heart skip a beat. Sebastian was simply too captivating.


    She smiled apologetically. "Mr. Griffith, I''m sorry. I was too impulsive this afternoon. Can you forgive me?"