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

Chapter 797 The Dinner

Nathaniel might have sounded indifferent, but Mason knew he was all talk and wouldn’t act on his words, so Mason simply instructed Jessica to take good care of Cecilia and to inform him if anything happened..

Jessica responded: All right.

Cecilia had come to understand her role, which was to stay by Nicholas‘ side. For instance, during important meetings, she was responsible for taking notes and handling necessary arrangements.

As she stepped out of Nicholas‘ office, she saw Jessica engaged in a cheerful conversation with someone. At a glance, she noticed the name “Mason” in bold letters. She has a date with Mason tonight, right?

Cecilia’s guess was right. Once they entered the nearby office, Jessica said, “Cecilia, I won’t be coming home tonight. I’m planning to have an all–nighter with my best friend.”

Cecilia couldn’t help but let her imagination run wild. Not coming home tonight? Spending the entire night with her best friend?

Nevertheless, she didn’t question her further. “All right. Be careful.”

“I’ll be fine.” After Jessica finished speaking, she settled into her office chair and began touching up her lipstick and makeup.

No woman would want her boyfriend or fiancé dining privately with another woman at a romantic restaurant.

inappropriate for Mason and Jessica to make

since she didn’t know who Mason’s fiancée was, she felt it wasn’t her place to

started to delve into the records of every company

lost!” From the side, the occasional sounds of Jessica playing a

wasn’t able to focus on her work. “Jessica, could play your game outside the

you

now, while working and pregnant, the constant sound of Jessica arguing over a

did you say?” Jessica asked,

promptly removed her headphones. “I asked you to play

find it comfortable sitting here. I don’t want to go out. Besides, there

reprehensible her actions were

and make her understand that within

hold back her anger. “You’re worried about disturbing them, but aren’t you concerned about disturbing me? Go outside and play your game, and don’t make me repeat what I’ve just

sorry, Cecilia. I didn’t realize I was bothering you. I hadn’t thought that expecting mothers could be so sensitive. You know, another sister–in–law of mine had five

words were not an apology but a clear attempt to

time to