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 one by

drinks, Darren

wrong? Are you still upset about the

to the incident where the

glass for a toast. “As if! I

the years, he had always carried a sense of guilt deep

the scalpel again, intending to learn how to

hadn’t yet found a suitable solution when the time came for Cecilia to divorce Nathaniel.

Perhaps Ms. Smith has

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How Ruthless Nathaniel Truly

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continuously love someone who doesn’t reciprocate

Zachary continued to drink with

the courthouse

by Cecilia. The moment she saw Ernest standing next to Nathaniel, her

this moment that Vivian realized just how ruthless

but he also showed no mercy to her

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

state, Ernest was remarkably composed. He looked at her as if she were a stranger, his deep eyes

popular campus hunk of a certain high school in Tudela. His appearance was striking, and he didn’t pale in comparison even while standing

“Vivian.”

red, her forehead dotted with a sheen of sweat, and her once rosy