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

the curious gazes from others, Vivian

quite a few voices of

could a mother let her child drag such a

post–nineties generation nowadays truly

doesn’t deserve

found it peculiar as to why everyone was

until the earnest yet tender voice of Jonathan echoed that she realized something

be on your phone while walking.

What?

Since when did she have a

wearing a mask and a hat.

strong urge to curse, but what could she

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

oblivious. Upon hearing the little boy’s words, they were instantly filled with a blend of heartache

darling and

he

a shame to have such

Vivian was rendered speechless.

to spill some tears, yet

considerately for Vivian. “Don’t blame my mom. She’s been working hard to provide for our family

these words were spoken, the crowd cast sympathetic and pitiful

single mother, how