When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

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Martha told Cecilia that her health had improved recently, reassuring her not to worry.

Cecilia then called Elliot, but the nurse informed her that the child was already asleep.

She then called Jonathan. When the

children’s room on the other side Video call was connected, Cecilia saw a luxuriously decorated

“Jon?”

Jonathan, dressed in a sharp little suit, appeared on the screen like an old soul.

“Mommy, sorry, I’ve been busy.”

“Are you at Ms. Kennedy’s house?” Cecilia asked.

Jonathan nodded and then added, “To be precise, it’s the house that Ms. Kennedy’s father gifted me.”

Roland was particularly fond of Jonathan, so much so that he would have plucked the stars from the sky for him if he could.

Right now, Roland was urging Jonathan to continue their chess game. Jonathan hadn’t spoken. with Cecilia for long before Roland called out, “Jonathan, who are you talking to? Come on and finish the chess game with Grandpa.”

Hearing this, Jonathan could only apologize and say goodbye to Cecilia.

Honestly, he had been extremely busy lately.

Roland didn’t just enjoy playing chess and reading with him. He also loved taking him around to show off to his elderly friends.

After shutting down the computer, Jonathan went to the living room.

Roland was sitting there, resting his chin on his hand with a troubled expression as he looked at the chessboard, which was clearly a losing position.

“Jonathan, you didn’t trick me, did you? I’ve heard that nowadays you can play chess on your phone. Were you using your phone to play against me?”

They had played ten games, and Roland hadn’t won a single one.

Losing to a four–year–old was quite embarrassing.

“Grandpa, if you’re still not convinced, we can play another round. You can search me to make sure I’m not cheating,” Jonathan said. He had thought about letting Roland win, but the old man was so sharp that he’d notice immediately if Jonathan went easy on him.

As a chess player, he had to maintain a competitive spirit.

Roland looked at his grandson, who was dressed in a suit he had bought for him, and realized there was no way the boy could be hiding a phone. Plus, Jonathan played so quickly that cheating was impossible.

“You must have inherited it from me. I was just as smart when I was your age.”

Roland laughed heartily, already planning to take Jonathan to show off to his old pals again tomorrow.

And yes, he would remember to bring a chessboard so Jonathan could win back the territories he had lost in previous games.

At home, Vivian poured tea for them both.

“It’s almost ten o’clock. Time to go to bed,” she said.

“You can go to bed yourself. Tomorrow, you’ve got another date. Don’t mess it up,” Roland said, eager to shoo Vivian, the third wheel away.

Vivian felt a little helpless and was about to leave when things got even more awkward.

Roland’s phone rang. It was George, Zachary’s grandfather calling.

“Hey, Old Mr. Sinclair! What’s up?” Roland answered on speaker.

“Well, in two days, Nicholas is getting engaged, right? I was thinking, why don’t we strengthen the bond between our families too? Let’s have Zach and Vivian get engaged as well. What do you think?” George asked.

George seemed particularly eager to become in–laws with him.

Roland had been worried that the Sinclair family, being a prominent family, might not accept Vivian because she had a child. He was surprised to hear that George was now initiating the engagement proposal with such enthusiasm. After all, George was known for being difficult,

Despite Vivian’s silent signals to him, Roland quickly agreed, “Sure, sure! But Vivian made some mistakes when she was younger…

Roland hesitated, thinking he should tell George about Vivian having a child.

However, before he could finish, George interrupted him, “I already know. Zach told me everything. He’s no angel himself. As long as Vivian doesn’t mind him, we’re good to go. We can announce the engagement the day after tomorrow, right after Nicholas‘ event. We’ll hold the engagement party later.”

“No problem!” Roland said, his face beaming with joy.