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

Chapter 47 Just A Kid

** Finished

Cecilia had no desire to provoke this man, who was unable to distinguish right from wrong and repaid kindness with enmity.

“Apologies, I fell ill a few years back and have lost memory of many people and events.”

Having said that, Cecilia turned around and headed back to Ninth Ville.

Zachary, with his towering stature, froze on the spot.

She doesn’t remember?

Zachary watched her receding figure, finding it hard to let go for a long while.

Meanwhile, his bodyguards were witnessing for the first time, the young master in such a distracted state. No one dared to approach him.

When Cecilia returned to the mansion, she collapsed onto the couch in exhaustion. What she didn’t know was that at that very moment, in Erihal Airport, her best friend, Vivian, had already purchased a plane ticket in advance and would arrive in Tudela that night.

Meanwhile, Jonathan had also managed to purchase a ticket for the same flight online. Without drawing attention, he blended in with the other passengers and discreetly boarded the plane.

At seven in the evening, as soon as Vivian got off the plane, she called Cecilia.

She hadn’t noticed yet, but trailing behind her was a little boy, no taller than a suitcase, clad in sportswear and masked under a cap.

was dragging a suitcase that was even bigger than

from others, Vivian remained completely

a few voices of criticism

her child

post–nineties generation nowadays truly leaves

doesn’t deserve

as to why everyone was giving her weird

earnest yet tender voice of Jonathan echoed that she

he cautioned, “you shouldn’t be on your phone while walking. It’s important

What?

puzzled. Since when did she

wearing a mask and a hat. His eyes,

felt a strong urge to curse,

found out her son had secretly followed her, she would surely

little boy’s words, they were instantly filled with a blend of heartache and

darling

he

have such an irresponsible

Vivian was rendered speechless.

wanted to spill some tears,

spoke up considerately for Vivian. “Don’t blame my mom. She’s

words were spoken, the crowd cast sympathetic and

single mother, how