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

Chapter 1756 Should I Be Grateful To You

When Nicholas answered the call, Cecilia's voice came through, calm and steady. "Let's meet," she said.

Nicholas tightened his grip on the phone. He remained silent for a brief moment before finally responding with a single word. "Okay."

After ending the call, he glanced at the address Cecilia had sent and instructed the driver to head there.

Jocelyn, noticing the sudden change in route, remained silent, quietly observing Nicholas from the corner of her eye.

Before long, they arrived.

Nicholas stepped out of the car, then turned to Jocelyn. "Wait for me here."

Jocelyn nodded. "All right."

She watched as Nicholas disappeared into a café, then slowly shifted her gaze away, letting out a quiet sigh.

The driver, Corvan, couldn't resist teasing, "Ms. Wright, what's going on with you? Having some trouble in your love life lately?"

Unlike her usual composed demeanor at work, Jocelyn was more at ease around Corvan, who was older than her.

She chuckled. "No, my love life has been pretty steady."

with the way young people spoke these days. "So, when's the

The wedding...

momentarily at

drifted to Yannick-charming yet unreliable-leaving her with a lingering sense

"I'm just going

Corvan mused. "After being around Mr. Nicholas for so long, I imagine it's hard to find another man who measures

gentleman-humble, approachable, and kind

but this time, there was a faint bitterness to

"Mr. Nicholas is indeed a great man. I hope he finds his happiness

a

don't always get what they deserve, Cassandra really

line.

yet she chose

was unaware of

nothing short of ingratitude. After all, Nicholas wasn't just wealthy and considerate-he was also

conversation. She wasn't one to indulge in idle gossip or speak ill of

Corvan's words weren't entirely

her flaws-her temper could be unpredictable-but Jocelyn could tell that her feelings for Nicholas had been

It had always

Nicholas stepped into the café, his gaze immediately landed on Cecilia, who was seated

with a voice so devoid of warmth that it sent a chill