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.

nothing much. She was just

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

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

“It’s not hard. As long as I can help

bowl of dessert she had taken

give this a try.

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 a

speechless with anger. Go to

that’s all in the

You’re not even her son,” Jessica

placatingly, “You always speak your mind, don’t you?

He felt somewhat helpless.

girl. He didn’t

tended to be prejudiced. When he first met

and it was a great pity that her parents had passed away

looked down on the working class. She always addressed him by his first name, which made him feel

was seated on the other side of the private room, felt

as a block of wood, had a juvenile crush