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

tentious, sweet–tongued woman.

“Let’s wait for them to finish eating and see what Jessica will do next,” Cecilia suggested.

“All right.”

Lucille also calmed down, choosing to trust Cecilia.

She was well aware that if she just rushed over, there was no guarantee she could outmatch Jessica.

Moreover, upon hearing how Mason addressed Jessica respectfully as the daughter of the Quill family, it was clear that Lucille’s own family background fell short in comparison.

She had made up her mind. If Mason turned out to be a jerk, she would break up with him. In the worst- case scenario, she’d just have to venture into the dating pool again in search of her actual true love.

In the adjacent private room, Mason didn’t mention a single word about Lucille in front of Jessica.

Instead, he simply ordered a few dishes and subtly shifted the conversation toward Cecilia.

“What did Mrs. Rainsworth do at the office today?” asked Mason.

She was just reviewing some conference

her food, Jessica continued to criticize Cecilia, “Honestly, I don’t think my sister–in- law takes her job seriously at all. She spent over an hour just reading through a single meeting document. She couldn’t understand it and

“Pregnant women can have a lot of mood swings. You’ve

and drawled, “It’s not hard. As long as I can help Nathaniel share some of his burdens, I

she had taken a bite from to Mason, who sat across

a try. This dessert

Jessica asked accusatorily, “Are you rejecting me, Mason? I clearly remember when you first started hanging out with Nathaniel, you’d eat anything I’d taken

anger. Go

in the past now. I’m engaged these days. It’s

that strict with you? You’re not even her

always speak your mind, don’t you? All right, let’s

He felt somewhat helpless.

was just an innocent young girl. He didn’t interpret her

When he first met Jessica, she was just in

and it was a great pity that her parents had

of the Quill family, she never looked down on the working class. She always

side of the private room, felt so wronged as she listened to everything that

out that Mason, who seemed as impassive as a block of wood,