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 reviewing some conference

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 by my presence. She even made me

“Pregnant women can have a lot of

I can

had taken

this a try. This dessert

started hanging out with

anger.

his credit, Mason stood his ground and explained, “Ms. Quill, that’s all in the past now. I’m

You’re not even her son,”

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

He felt somewhat helpless.

girl. He didn’t interpret her

tended to be prejudiced. When he first met Jessica, she was just

a bright, innocent girl back then, and it was a great pity that her

the young lady of the Quill family, she never looked down on the working class. She always addressed him by his first name, which made

seated on the other side of the private room, felt so wronged as

seemed as impassive as a block of wood, had a juvenile crush