When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 320 You Should Just Go Back

“Ms. Kennedy, why don’t you ever knock?” Jonathan asked, his face puffed up in annoyance..

“Ah, I’m sorry. I forgot.” Vivian stepped forward. “Jonjon, do you still remember the promise your made to me?”

Jonathan let out a sigh. “Of course I remember. You want me to pretend to be your son so that you can seek vengeance on your ex–boyfriend. I’m quite adept at getting back at people. If you need, I can even find you a husband, helping myself find a father in the process.”

Vivian stared at him with her eyes opened wide. “Really?”

Jonathan hadn’t expected Vivian to actually believe him. For the sake of her happiness, he could only reassure her, “Of course, this person will definitely be better than your ex–boyfriend.”

“How much will it cost?” Vivian asked earnestly.

She was thinking that a gigolo who was more handsome than Ernest probably wouldn’t come cheap.

She was surprised that Jonathan already had such connections despite his young age. It was truly impressive.

“You don’t need to worry about that. Go to sleep. Good night.”

Jonathan was lying in bed, his head covered with a blanket.

Vivian let out a sigh. “My happiness is in your hands now. They’re getting married next week.”

She left while continuously muttering under her breath.

After she left, Jonathan was indeed somewhat troubled. He had heard Vivian mention that Ernest was very handsome. As for how handsome, he didn’t know, for he had never seen the man.

However, given Vivian’s hopeless romantic nature, he figured Ernest should be decent–looking at least.

It seems I need to carve out some time to conduct a thorough search.

In Sparaville, as the weather grew increasingly cold, Martha’s health declined as the days went on. All Cecilia could do was to stay by her side, providing the latter company.

However, Martha was worried about her, saying suddenly, “Ceci, I craved for the ravioli from the western part of town.”

“Alright, I’ll order takeout right away,” Cecilia said, pulling out her phone.

Nevertheless, Martha stopped her. “Sweetheart, by the time the takeout arrives, it will already be cold. Would you mind going out and getting them for me?”

Martha seldom made demands of Cecilia, so she nodded repeatedly.

“Alright, I’ll go right now. If you need anything, just ask Nathaniel for help,” she said without any hesitation.

“Mmm–hmm, I understand,” she said.

After Cecilia left, the kindly smile on Martha’s face disappeared.

She looked toward the tall figure in the kitchen and said coldly, “After all this time, you still can’t cook. Mr. Rainsworth, you might as well save your energy. Ceci is not coming home for dinner. today.”

Upon hearing this, Nathaniel solemnly turned off his phone and looked back.

“What do you mean?”

“Mr. Rainsworth, you simply can’t bring her happiness at this moment. You should just go back,” she said.

Had it not been for her physical constraints, Martha would have already chased him out with a broomstick.

Nathaniel approached Martha with a solemn expression. “My respect for you is only due to Ceci, so please mind yourself. As the father of the child she carries, I assure you, I will never leave her. As for the happiness you speak of, if you’re referring to money and power, there’s absolutely no need to worry.”

Upon hearing this, Martha wasn’t upset at all. “You might not be aware, but Ceci always had someone she liked since she was a child. They’ve grown up together like childhood sweethearts; it’s not something you can compete with.”

Childhood sweethearts…

Nathaniel’s fist subtly tightened.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

“It can’t be. If she were in love with someone else, why did she marry me?”

“If you don’t believe me, head over to the ravioli restaurant in the western part of town, but you’d better take someone with you. Otherwise, as a blind man, you wouldn’t be able to see.”

Throughout her life, Martha had always been kind to others, never once offending anyone.

But now, she was on the brink of death. For the sake of Cecilia’s her future, she wasn’t afraid of offending Nathaniel.