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.

much. She was just reviewing

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 even felt annoyed

have a lot of mood swings. You’ve really

I can help Nathaniel share some of his burdens, I don’t

had taken a bite from

give this a try. This

you rejecting me, Mason? I clearly remember when you first started hanging out with Nathaniel, you’d eat anything I’d taken a bite of when I came to see

anger.

explained, “Ms. Quill, that’s all in the past

she that strict with you? You’re not even her

said placatingly, “You always speak your mind, don’t

He felt somewhat helpless.

Jessica was just an innocent young girl. He didn’t interpret her current actions as attempts

be prejudiced. When he first

back then, and it was a great

the working class. She always addressed him by his

side of the private room, felt so wronged as she listened to everything that she couldn’t stomach

as impassive as a block of wood, had a juvenile crush and experienced