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

Chapter 68 Felix Is Very Unhappy

Without the little troublemaker around, it was a rare opportunity for Cecilia and Vivian to stroll around the streets together.

Because of what happened with Ernest, Vivian planned to stay in Tudela for a while. That way, she could also help Cecilia take care of Jonathan.

“Truly, I’m so grateful,” Cecilia sincerely expressed.

“There’s no need for such formality between us.”

Meanwhile, over at the preschool.

The moment Jonathan appeared in the classroom, his angelic face, seemingly untouched by the troubles of the world, instantly drew the attention of all the preschool girls.

The teacher introduced him as someone who had just returned–from abroad, urging everyone to take good care of him.

Vivian’s nephew, Dante, had received a call from his aunt the night before. She informed him that there would be a new transfer student the following day and insisted that he must become good friends with the boy.”

He had initially assumed that the other person was just like him, a robust young boy.

Unexpectedly, the new student was incredibly attractive, even more so than most girls, and adorable in a way that made one want to protect him.

Dante waved at him in greeting.

Jonathan, ever adaptable, took a seat next to him.

“You’re Jonathan Smith, right? My Aunt Vivian asked me to look out for you.” Dante gave his chest a firm pat and assured Jonathan, “Don’t worry. From now on, your concerns are my

concerns.

I appreciate your

remarkably beautiful, but his voice was also incredibly

only he was

the classroom. His gaze settled on a solitary seat tucked away in

boy seated there was in an expensive little suit. Every single button on his

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worth a fortune.

the desk, yawning, his young face

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Felix, a descendant of the Rainsworth family. You absolutely mustn’t offend him. If you offend him, I won’t

but laugh

Kennedy’s nephew is truly just like

“Don’t worry.”

a reassuring glance,

himself, Luckily, the friend Aunt Vivian introduced isn’t a

the activities were primarily drawing, folding paper

already well–versed in all of

much, he still pretended to be just an

the morning, all the girls in the class had completely surrounded him. They were all vying for a chance to talk with him, eager to share

pushed aside, Dante felt