When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 285 How Ruthless Nathaniel Truly Was

Everyone in Tudela was already aware of Nathaniel’s divorce from Cecilia before the court session began.

Zachary, Darren, and the others were all invested in who would win this divorce lawsuit.

“Isn’t it obvious? Of course, Nathaniel will win,” a rich and spoiled brat stated.

They were all ardent fans of Nathaniel, each one of them wishing they could be as close to him as possible.

Darren chuckled. “I bet on Cecilia.”

“Darren always chooses the high–risk stakes.” Everyone was unsurprised.

Their gaze shifted toward the absent–minded Zachary on the side. “Zach, who do you choose?”

“Do you even need to ask? Of course it’s Nathaniel. Mr. Sinclair can’t stand that deaf girl,” someone chimed in.

Suddenly, Zachary turned to look at him, his gaze icy cold as he said, “Don’t you dare call her ‘that deaf girl‘ again.”

Since Nathaniel wasn’t here, he no longer wished to hide it.

When Zachary got serious, everyone else fell silent, not daring to make jokes carelessly.

Darren took a thoughtful sip of his wine, then tactfully interjected, “You’re right. After all, she is still Nathaniel’s wife.”

Everyone else also agreed one by one.

When they were all indulging in drinks, Darren took a seat next to Zachary.

“Zach, what’s wrong? Are you still upset about the snafu from before?”

He was referring to the incident where the son was mistakenly identified.

With a forced smile, Zachary raised his glass for a toast. “As if! I just find it a bit odd, that’s all. Why is Cecilia divorcing Nathaniel?”

Over the years, he had always carried a sense of guilt deep within his heart, unsure of how to repay Cecilia.

So, he picked up the scalpel again, intending to learn how to treat Cecilia’s hearing impairment.

But he hadn’t yet found a suitable solution when the time came for Cecilia to divorce Nathaniel. How would she manage on her own after leaving Nathaniel?

“Life’s unpredictable, isn’t it? Perhaps Ms. Smith has finally come to her senses. After all, it’s

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exhausting to continuously love someone who doesn’t reciprocate your feelings,” Darren said meaningfully.

Without giving it another thought, Zachary continued to drink with him.

At the courthouse in Tudela,

when the court session began, Vivian, dressed in her standard uniform, stood by Cecilia. The moment she saw Ernest standing next to Nathaniel, her face instantly turned pale..

It was at this moment that Vivian realized just how ruthless Nathaniel truly was.

He was not only harsh toward Cecilia, but he also showed no mercy to her friends.

She had always assumed that Nathaniel would send his chief legal advisor to represent him in court. Unexpectedly, he had called upon her ex–boyfriend, Ernest, to fight the legal battle.

Compared to Vivian’s frantic state, Ernest was remarkably composed. He looked at her as if she were a stranger, his deep eyes as calm and undisturbed as a still pond.

Cecilia had seen Ernest before. He was once the most popular campus hunk of a certain high school in Tudela. His appearance was striking, and he didn’t pale in comparison even while standing next to Nathaniel.

“Vivian.”

When Cecilia glanced back at Vivian beside him, she noticed the latter’s eyes were rimmed with red, her forehead dotted with a sheen of sweat, and her once rosy face had turned pale.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Vivian snapped back to reality. Looking at Cecilia, she forced a smile and said, “Yeah.”

Cecilia quickly grabbed her hand.

“Don’t worry; I’m here with you.’

She understood why Vivian behaved in such a way.

Back then, Cecilia would have also reacted this way if she were to engage in a legal battle against Nathaniel.

When a girl fell deeply in love with someone, she would become both daring and timid.

She would daringly give her all to the man she loved, yet become timid when living with him.

Vivian’s body trembled slightly. “Yeah, I’m fine. We will definitely win this.”

Cecilia gave her shoulder a reassuring pat.

Before long, the trial had begun. It was a closed court, so it was not open to the public.

Even though journalists swarmed outside, they couldn’t get in.