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

Chapter 87 Am I That Talented.

What’s wrong with a father disciplining his son?

Zachary knew what she was up to. She was playing hard to get, hoping that he would willingly accept the boy.

“You’ve really gone to great lengths to get close to me. You were behind what he did before too, weren’t you?”

Vivian and Jonathan was completely flabbergasted.

Zachary leaned over toward them, a cold glint in his eyes. “No matter what you’re planning, I’ll take care of the child, but I won’t take responsibility for a woman like you.”

Vivian had heard from Cecilia before that Zachary was a jerk. After seeing him in person, she found it to be undeniably true.

Her temper flared uncontrollably, and she swiftly raised her hand, slapping it across Zachary’s handsome face.

Zachary was stunned.

“Who needs you to take responsibility? Even if I were to marry a pig or a dog, I wouldn’t dream of marrying you!”

Zachary had intended to take Jonathan to a corner to teach him slowly, but he didn’t expect. Vivian to rush over unexpectedly.

The commotion over here quickly caught everyone’s attention.

Sitting on the second floor, George, who had been watching over his eldest grandson, was utterly astounded.

daughter is

“She seems to be the

my future

was the first person who dared to lay

had also noticed

never have imagined that Jonathan would be here and he was seemingly

only to realize that he had also

quickly made a call to Vivian, urging her not to get overly involved with Zachary and to take Jonathan

hour later, it began

were seated on the couch, with Jonathan standing

up at Rainsworth Manor?”

explanation. “I went to see my friend today. He was the

was just a child of one of the guests attending the Rainsworth. family’s banquet. Thinking it was merely a coincidence, she

how did you end up getting

innocence. “I accidentally bumped into that man and he had

“D“mn it!” Vivian cursed.

grown man, to stoop to the level of arguing with a child. The strange

distance,” Vivian said, wanting to pull him

furrowed his brows and dodged. “Ms. Kennedy, this is already the eighth nickname you’ve

nicknames –

talented?” Vivian said,