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

Chapter 285 How Ruthless Nathaniel Truly Was

Everyone in Tudela was already aware of Nathaniel’s divorce from Cecilia before the court session began.

Zachary, Darren, and the others were all invested in who would win this divorce lawsuit.

“Isn’t it obvious? Of course, Nathaniel will win,” a rich and spoiled brat stated.

They were all ardent fans of Nathaniel, each one of them wishing they could be as close to him as possible.

Darren chuckled. “I bet on Cecilia.”

“Darren always chooses the high–risk stakes.” Everyone was unsurprised.

Their gaze shifted toward the absent–minded Zachary on the side. “Zach, who do you choose?”

“Do you even need to ask? Of course it’s Nathaniel. Mr. Sinclair can’t stand that deaf girl,” someone chimed in.

Suddenly, Zachary turned to look at him, his gaze icy cold as he said, “Don’t you dare call her ‘that deaf girl‘ again.”

Since Nathaniel wasn’t here, he no longer wished to hide it.

When Zachary got serious, everyone else fell silent, not daring to make jokes carelessly.

Darren took a thoughtful sip of his wine, then tactfully interjected, “You’re right. After all, she is still Nathaniel’s wife.”

agreed

all indulging in drinks, Darren took a seat next

Are you still upset about

the incident

a forced smile, Zachary raised his glass for a toast. “As if! I just find it a bit odd, that’s all.

he had always carried a sense of guilt deep within

the scalpel again, intending to learn how

he hadn’t yet found a suitable solution when the time came for Cecilia to

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to continuously love someone who doesn’t reciprocate your feelings,” Darren

thought, Zachary

the courthouse in

Cecilia. The moment she saw Ernest standing next

this moment that Vivian realized just how

not only harsh toward Cecilia, but he also

assumed that Nathaniel would send his chief legal advisor to represent him in court. Unexpectedly, he

remarkably composed. He looked at her as if she were a stranger,

was once the most popular campus hunk of a certain high school in Tudela. His appearance was

“Vivian.”

Vivian beside him, she noticed the latter’s eyes were rimmed with red, her forehead dotted with a sheen