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

Chapter 561 The Jealous Husband

“It’s a long story.” Cecilia seemed somewhat reluctant to explain.

Thus, Eric found it inappropriate to continue prying.

“It’s fine. If you don’t want to talk about it, then don’t.”

“I know.”

“Anyway, I’ll be heading back first. Next time, remember to bring Jon and Eli along.”

Jonathan and Elliot were fond of Eric, and he too, was equally fond of the two children.

Cecilia nodded. “Alright.”

Watching Eric depart, Sven alighted from the car. He walked toward Cecilia, informing her that there was an update.

“If the information I received is correct, the person who kidnapped Jonathan is closely related to Cassandra.”

“Cassandra?”

Cecilia’s pupils slightly constricted.

Although she had considered the possibility that it might be her, she thought their blood relations would still mean something.

Moreover, Cassandra’s resentment toward her was merely due to the few encounters she had with Nicholas,

sure?”

Scorpius Jiminez, a close confidant of Queenie, who has fled abroad,”

Queenie…

the threats Queenie had

“Let’s keep this matter a

family indeed had the means to kidnap a child and prevent the Sinclair family from

was no match for Queenie. Even though she knew that Queenie was attempting to harm Jonathan and

her intentions

the open it would be better to keep it under wraps for now, not letting the

families didn’t take long to also trace the

Jamieson and Rainsworth families were related by marriage, so they couldn’t afford

long as the child was unharmed, they had no excuse to take action against

advised Nathaniel, “Don’t do anything

to behave herself. If there was a next time, he would show no

now was not the time to deal with Queenie, as

Sooner or later, Nathaniel would have to deal

share this information with Cecilia.

was that Cecilia already

eat when you went out with your friend today?”

“The usual,” responded Cecilia.

as not giving an

about who his mommy had met. After Cecilia left the dining table, he quietly

raised his eyebrows. “Who

want to know, huh? Beg me then,” Elliot said, his expression couldn’t be any more

really wanted to punch him, but he held back, fearing he might