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

Chapter 1841

Chapter 1841 Change His Ways

Listening to what Nicholas was saying, Jocelyn glanced at the photos of Yannick with different women. In each picture, the woman by his side was never the same.

She clutched the photos tightly, and to say she wasn't hurting would be a lie.

Even if she didn't love Yannick, he was still her fiancé at that time.

She couldn't possibly act as if she didn't care when she saw that her fiancé had had so many previous relationships.

However, before and after their engagement, Yannick didn't do anything wrong.

Jocelyn lifted her head, meeting Nicholas' gaze. "Mr. Nicholas, this is my personal matter. Thank you, but no."

Jocelyn then enunciated, "Furthermore, I don't appreciate you prying into my fiancé's affairs. Besides, I've known about everything you've investigated for quite some time."

She was not a naive woman, and she certainly wouldn't just casually accept Freya's arrangements.

Jocelyn had already done her homework on Yannick's character. Only after she was sure she could accept him did she agree to that marriage arrangement.

Nicholas was completely stunned.

After a moment, he finally said, "Jocelyn, you should understand that not many women can tame such a man. Don't believe that you're unique in this regard. It's hard for a casanova to change his ways."

subtly tightened

to change for my sake. We're getting married simply because it's time for both of us to settle down, and we are a

stay there, feeling as

"If there's nothing else, I'll be heading back. I've just arrived, and my house is in complete disarray.

speaking, she didn't wait for Nicholas'

walked away, rejecting him. At that moment, for reasons he couldn't quite grasp, he realized that

seemed as though she was drifting further and further away

Jocelyn left, she immediately hailed a cab

keyed in the passcode

initially thought there was a burglar in her home. She cautiously made her way inside, only to find nick tidying up her

holding onto

long while, utterly clueless about

him. Turning around, he

back? Weren't you in

he held her clothes in one hand,

"What are you doing with my

You work so hard, so I've

the pile, noticing

inside the box.

said, "Thanks, but

age,