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

Chapter 360 Keep In Touch

Seeing that Vivian was the daughter of a powerful man, Greta thought it would be good to have her son remain in contact with Vivian…

Cecilia had made up her mind and spoke freely, showing no regard for Ernest’s or his mother’s dignity.

“Oh, I see. You really are quite the devoted mother, aren’t you? Even as your son gets married, you’re still out here scouting potential mistresses for him. Does your future daughter–in–law know about this?” Before Greta could respond, Cecilia continued, “Vivian came here to attend the wedding, not because she’s still hung up on your son. She’s just curious to see how a family like yours could ruin such a good lady.”

After speaking, Cecilia coldly looked at Ernest. “Mr. Ernest, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. To allow your mother to say such things, do you really think you deserve the title of attorney?”

Before Cecilia arrived, she was unaware of Bastian’s and Greta’s true natures. She merely felt that Ernest himself was too heartless.

Upon hearing Cecilia’s words, Ernest turned to his mother. “Mom, don’t talk nonsense. I will only be with Heidi in this life, and she is the only one I will ever love.”

Standing behind Cecilia, Vivian, upon hearing those words, suddenly felt that her past self was nothing more than a fool.

time she had spent with Ernest in the run–down hotel when he held. her in his arms and spoke to her. “I solemnly swear that in this lifetime, I will

Vivian.”

back the urge to

having a few women? Which boss nowadays only has one woman? Some people just can’t accept reality. Without my son, who

Vivian and Ernest had slept with each other at

and grabbed Greta. “What did you say?

silencing Greta. “I’m warning you. If I hear you. utter one more foul word,

to her son. “Ernest, what kind of

and Dad should go rest,” Ernest

do it herself. “Did I say something wrong? Vivian has already slept with my son. If she’s not a promiscuous woman, what is she, then? Moreover, who would want a

son’s wedding banquet. “Vivian, you’re already in your late twenties, aren’t you? Yet, you don’t

latter

support Greta. “How could you lay a hand

speaking, he turned his gaze toward Vivian. “Vivian, did you come