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

Chapter 345 Coding Competition

During this period, Nathaniel’s memory was gradually returning. He remembered that as a child, he used to code.

After Jonathan had written a portion of the code, Nathaniel reviewed it and was surprised to find no issues at all.

After all, Jonathan was still a child, not yet adept at hiding his brilliance.

“By the time I reach your age, I’m certain I’ll surpass you.”

Nathaniel didn’t seem bothered. “We’ll talk about it once you’ve surpassed me.”

An idea suddenly popped into Jonathan’s mind. “Let’s have a contest. If you lose, you’ll willingly step away from my mom, deal?”

Nathaniel paused what he was doing, his handsome brows slightly raised.

“And what if I were to win?”

“Then, I’ll allow you to stay here.”

Nathaniel chuckled lightly. “This wager you’re proposing is far too unfair to me. Even without competing against you, I can still stay here.”

Jonathan didn’t expect his deadbeat dad to be so quick–witted.

“What is it that you want?”

Since se mbag daddy is blind, there’s no way I’d lose in a coding competition.

I win, you’ll have to call

was instantly

call his se*mbag daddy

he hesitated, Nathaniel mocked, “What’s holding you back? It’s just ‘Daddy‘, isn’t it? Are you that afraid

do it then.” Jonathan said, his face puffed up

finished tidying up his room. As she emerged, she saw Jonathan and Nathaniel sitting in the living room, each engrossed

suddenly become so friendly with

time for a bath.” Cecilia almost

If Nathaniel had misunderstood, then so be it. After all, she planned to leave as

take a rest first,” Jonathan said, his eyes never leaving the computer

“All right.”

three, Jonathan had been bathing

An hour later.

breached

the sofa, looking empty and vacant, as if he had been

“I won,” Nathaniel stated.

yet. Once it did, he would realize that the boy who just competed against him was the same brat who

head low, his voice barely above a

couldn’t quite catch that, your voice is too soft,” Nathaniel

but

out

“Good boy.”

looked as deflated as a balloon with no air, completely

him what was wrong,