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

discovered that not only was Jonathan remarkably beautiful, but his voice

he was

gaze settled on a solitary seat tucked away in

in an expensive little suit. Every single button on

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worth a fortune.

sat at the desk, yawning, his

+5 Pearis

of the Rainsworth family. You absolutely mustn’t offend him. If you offend him, I won’t be able to

couldn’t help but laugh in his

Kennedy’s nephew is truly

“Don’t worry.”

him a reassuring glance, then promptly averted

Luckily, the friend Aunt Vivian introduced isn’t

preschool, the activities were primarily drawing, folding paper crafts, playing, and occasionally engaging

well–versed

avoid standing out too much, he still pretended to be just an ordinary

in the class had completely surrounded him. They

been pushed aside, Dante felt a profound sense