Reborn From Oblivion
Chapter 192

Cameron teased, "Nathan, you really know how to play your cards. You're always keeping the best move for last."

Nathan chuckled, "Well, my friend, it takes time to see a person's true heart."

Inside, laughter and conversation filled the room. But as the night wore on, the chill from outside seemed to creep in, sapping everyone's resolve to keep warm. Cameron, however, was cozy in his layers, lounging on the couch and dozing off. The others stomped their feet, trying to fend off the cold, grumbling, "Who would've thought it'd be this freezing up in the hills?"

Someone chimed in at the wrong moment, "Honestly, was it even this harsh when we were filming before...?"

Just as they were trying to make the best of it, a car horn cut through the stillness of the night. A vehicle was nearing the farmhouse.

"Is someone coming?" The guests perked up, curious.

"It's definitely not my family," someone muttered, visibly disappointed.

"My folks aren't picking up their phones. They wouldn't be coming for me."

"Then who could it be?"

Outside, a warm yet commanding voice called, "Nathan. Come out."

Before anyone could blink, Nathan was out the door like a shot. "Nathalie!"

Peering through the dim light, someone spotted a truck loaded with supplies and shouted, "Wow, she brought us a whole truckload of stuff!" "Nathalie's the best!"

"Let's go lend a hand."

The guests hurried outside to help with the supplies. Cameron slowly opened his eyes. He sat up, ambling over to the window.

In the pouring rain, Nathan held an umbrella with Nathalie beneath it. The umbrella was tilted toward Nathalie, leaving Nathan half-soaked. A curious glint flickered in Cameron's eyes.

"Nathalie, we're here to help with the supplies," the guests chimed in.

Nathalie smiled, "There's something for everyone. I brought each of you a set of thermal jackets, plus fresh socks and shoes..." "Did you bring any food, Nathalie?"

"There's freshly roasted chicken... hot soup... all your favorites, Nathan."

After the guests had unloaded everything, the room was piled high with supplies. From warm clothing to snacks, it was a bounty.

Cameron glanced at the supplies, a flicker of hope in his heart. Surely Nathalie knew his preferences and had put aside something special for him. After all, he was someone she once loved deeply.

As the supplies were eagerly unpacked, the selection revealed seafood, various breads, snacks, and even nuts and seeds... but none of his favorite flavors.

He recalled how Nellie used to make spicy beef jerky just for him. Now, her affection seemed to have faded.

The guests snatched up the thermal

jackets, and there wasn't one fore Cameron. A wave of sadness

washed over him. The woman who once adored him now seemed indifferent.

Outside, Nathan and Nathalie were exchanging goodbyes, and it took a while before Nathan returned. NoticingCameron lost in thought Nathan couldn't resist teasing, "Well, how about that? Isn't Nathalie more thoughtful and caring than your Wife?"