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

in private. She planned to make him understand the situation and back off, so as not to waste Cecilia’s and

she saw Nathaniel standing not too far away as she turned around. She wasn’t sure if he had heard what she’d just

Nathaniel slightly parted

“All right.”

mean to overhear your phone call,” Nathaniel stated

let out a laugh. “Hmm,

those words aloud, but internally, he was mulling over the remark made by Cecilia right

as a friend, that I’m not good enough for him? Could it

not brave enough

her meal, Vivian had something weighing on her mind. She knocked

“Come in,” said George.

Vivian walked in. “Grandpa.”

wrong, Vivian? Are you not feeling

but

Vivian feel guilty. “Grandpa,” she couldn’t help but confess, “I need to be honest with you

was the second time that George had heard Vivian

he turned to Vivian and asked, “Is he your

to say that Jonathan was hers so as not to disappoint George, after all, she had no