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.

boy was dragging a suitcase that was even bigger than

gazes from others, Vivian

quite a few voices of criticism

could a mother let her child drag such a

generation nowadays truly leaves

person simply doesn’t deserve to

why everyone was giving

tender voice of Jonathan echoed that she realized something serious had

be on your phone while walking. It’s

What?

when did she

to see Jonathan dragging a huge suitcase, wearing a mask and a hat. His eyes, bright

urge to curse,

son had secretly followed her, she would

at the airport was oblivious. Upon hearing the little boy’s words, they were instantly filled with a

a darling and sensible

he were

have

Vivian was rendered speechless.

to spill some tears, yet

blame my mom. She’s been working hard to provide

these words were spoken, the crowd cast

single mother, how