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

Chapter 1218 I Deserve A Reward

“I contributed to our win, didn’t I?” Nathaniel asked, leaning a little closer to Cecilia with a mischievous

smile.

Luckily for her, they were now sitting in a private car and not the crowded coach bus from earlier Otherwise, half the parents would have seen Nathaniel teasing her so openly.

Cecilia’s cheeks flushed as she tried to maintain her composure.

“You don’t need any extra praise,” she muttered, her voice low. “As a father, it’s your job to cheer your child on and help him win.”

Nathaniel, not one to give up easily, pressed further. “No. I think I deserve a reward too,” he said with smirk.

A reward!

Cecilia’s eyes widened as she met his playful gaze. Her heart raced, and she wasn’t sure how to respond Jonathan, however, seemed to have had enough of their back–and–forth.

“Fine.” Jonathan interjected with a frown. “Next time. I just ask Mr. Zachary to join me for the parent- child activities. He won’t make such a fuss about rewards

The boy’s blunt words hit Nathaniel, and he was momentarily at a loss. Jonathan, sensing his small victory looked at him with a mix of envy and triumph. “Isn’t that a better idea, Mr. Rainsworth be added dearly trying to prove a point.

between the two–one older, one younger–was almost palpable. Nathaniel sighed in defeat leaning back in his seat. “All right, fine. Forget it,”

relief, thankful Jonathan had put an end to Nathaniel’s teasing. He always seemed

to the children, who then scattered to reunite with their

with your wife? How about we grab

before answering. It’s not

would only cause trouble. Darren, sensing the rejection, looked disappointed. It was rare for him to extend an invitation, and

the mediator, patted Darren on the shoulder with a

instead?”

okay? Don’t forget to

waving

1218 1 Deserve A

But her husband, Zeke, had never treated her with any real love or respect, let alone talked about starting a

envious of you,” Meredith said softly. “You’ve got a wonderful husband and such

Cecilia could

sense the weight of worry in her friend’s voice. “Meredith, you

to be happy too. Believe me, my life

that Cecilia hadn’t had an easy past. It served as a

Meredith got into the car with Conrad. The boy was still fuming from earlier

telling Grandpa, Grandma, and Dad how you’ve been bullying me!” Conrad shouted, his face red

cater to his tantrums, responded with an unusual calmness. “Go ahead, tell

woman’s kid? This boy is nothing but an