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

Chapter 490 Of High Moral Standing

Once Vivian started talking, she couldn’t stop.

“Ceci, I gave it some thought. You had mistaken him for Nicholas in the past, and that’s why you always felt he didn’t love you, thinking he was a jerk. He was essentially a stranger to you, devoid of any emotional connection. How could he possibly offer you any feelings? The only issue was, it wasn’t fair to blame you for the mistakes made by your mother and brother. When it comes down to it, he’s just a prideful, petty man. But at least he’s not the worst.”

With these thoughts in mind, Vivian felt slightly relieved.

Cecilia was listening attentively. “Hmm, I understand it all.”

However, Vivian suddenly changed her tone. “But now, besides his amnesia, he’s also blind. Ceci, being with him will be tough for you.”

How could a blind man make a living, especially being born into high society? He surely couldn’t. lift a finger or shoulder any responsibilities.

Upon thinking about all these, Vivian started to worry again.

“Ceci, you should be careful not to be blinded by beauty. I believe that compared to him, Calvin is a better choice.”

Vivian’s change of tone didn’t surprise Cecilia much; she knew Vivian was doing it all for her sake.

“Why are we bringing up Calvin again? The last time we spoke, he made it clear that he only sees me as a friend. He also implied that I’m not good enough for him.”

something else when a housekeeper came over and announced that

se mbag in private. She planned to make him understand the situation and back off, so as

went to have dinner, she saw Nathaniel standing not too far away as she turned around. She wasn’t sure if he had heard

parted his thin lips. “We

“All right.”

didn’t mean to overhear your phone call,” Nathaniel

let out a

but internally, he was mulling over the remark made by Cecilia right before he entered

enough for him? Could it be that Cecilia still had

to ponder, not brave enough to actually ask

had something weighing on her

“Come in,” said George.

Vivian walked in. “Grandpa.”

Vivian? Are you not feeling

but kindness

it made Vivian feel guilty. “Grandpa,” she couldn’t help but confess, “I need to be

second time that George

then he turned to

to say that Jonathan was hers so as not to disappoint George, after all, she