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

Chapter 185 Grandma Elena

People around were pointing and gossiping about Zachary

His face was unusually distressed, leaving him with no choice but to get in the car first.

At that moment, Jonathan was hiding in a secluded spot in the classroom, from where he could observe what was happening with Zachary.

Seeing that the man had not left, he couldn’t help but worry.

Zachary is so meticulous that he even managed to find the preschool.

Jonathan was unaware that Zachary had considered him as his own son. Instead, he believed that Zachary was there for revenge.

For a moment, he didn’t know what to do. After all, one could only avoid the inevitable for so long.

As he was deep in thought, his phone rang. It was a call from Vivian.

Immediately, Jonathan answered the call. “Ms. Kennedy.”

“Hey, rascal, where are you? I’m at the school entrance, but I can’t see you.” Vivian was standing at the preschool gate, looking around.

Jonathan noticed her as soon as she arrived. The bodyguards who had been looking for him, all bearing unfriendly expressions, had already left.

He immediately dashed out.

“I’m here.”

puzzled. “Why weren’t you waiting for me at the

time came again…” Jonathan looked at her pitifully, hist directed toward the luxury car not far away.

luxury car, a frown creased Zachary’s brow.

teeming with children, so the driver dared not press the gas pedal. Just as the car started, a woman with an innocent look and a bit of baby fat, strutting in her

the car window, anxiously awaiting Zachary inside

exactly are

words

you, as an adult, really feel good about yourself for picking on a child?” Vivian warned

for

glanced back at Zachary’s car, a smirk playing on his lips. It

car, it felt as though the temperature had

Harassment? Jail?

How had he ended up accused of

handsome face alternated between shades

aren’t you driving!” he

driver promptly started

not far from them–one was Elena, and the other was her

Jonathan, whenever she had free time, Elena would use Felix as an excuse to come see

mother that day and couldn’t help but approach her to strike

Elena asked, striding forward

fifty years old, but she had taken such good care of herself that she appeared to be in

expected that as soon as she sent