When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 460 Choosing His Words Carefully

Jonathan chose his words carefully, referring to Paula as his “biological granny” without actually referring to her as his “granny.” Cecilia, who had already suspected Jonathan might have encountered Paula online, was left momentarily speechless.

Before she could respond, Jonathan chimed in, “Mommy, if Grandma isn’t nice to you, I won’t acknowledge her. If she dares to bully you, you just tell me, I’ll protect you.”.

Watching the video call, Cecilia felt a wave of relief as she saw Jonathan’s face full of seriousness. “Don’t worry,” she reassured him. “I can take care of myself. No one’s going to bully me. In the meantime, you should stay close to Ms. Kennedy and make sure not to cause her any trouble.”

Hearing these words, a blush crept up on Vivian’s face. The truth was, she had been the one causing trouble for Jonathan. If it hadn’t been for him, she wouldn’t have known how to handle. the barrage of questions from the elders. And it was only because of Jonathan that her father treated her so kindly.

“Don’t worry. Jon is even more sensible than us adults,” she added.

Vivian was about to say something else when a knock interrupted them. Reluctantly, she told. Jonathan to hang up. Upon opening the door, she found Zachary, still wearing his white lab coat, standing at the entrance, freshly returned from the hospital.NôvelDrama.Org content.

“Is something wrong?” Vivian asked, noticing he hadn’t even had time to change his clothes. There had to be an emergency.

“Grandpa asked me to take you to get our wedding photos taken,” Zachary said.

Vivian frowned. “We’re not even engaged yet. Why the rush for wedding photos?” She had no interest in going. She had expected that their engagement and marriage would take at least six months, but the current pace suggested otherwise.

“Getting the photos done and customizations will take over half a month. Grandpa wants it all done before the New Year,” Zachary explained, sounding impatient. He looked at Vivian, still surprised that this woman was about to become his wife. He couldn’t quite figure out what his grandfather was thinking.

With the New Year only about two weeks away, Vivian’s anxiety rose. “How about we wait until after the New Year?” she suggested. “It’s cold out.”

“No,” Zachary cut her off firmly. Then, he turned to Jonathan, “Hey, brat, want to come along?”

Jonathan’s dark eyes glared at him with disdain. “No.”

Everyone had insisted that the child wasn’t his, but Zachary, despite being a doctor, still couldn’t shake the feeling that Jonathan might be his. The boy’s cold rejection made Zachary feel small and defeated. He touched his nose in confusion.

Is this boy really my flesh and blood? Why do I feel so intimidated by him? The only other person who had ever made him feel this way is Nathaniel.

Not wanting to dwell on it, Zachary turned back to Vivian. “No need to change your clothes, let’s go.

Reluctantly, Vivian gave Jonathan a quick reminder. “Jon, if anything comes up, don’t hesitate to call me.”

“Okay,” Jonathan replied as he watched them leave. Once they were out of sight, he immediately sat down in front of his computer, intent on finding any dirt he could on Paula. But despite his efforts, there was hardly any negative information about her online–just a few trivial matters that didn’t amount to much.

“My dear Jon, what are you up to? Time to get ready for school,” George’s gentle voice came from behind. The old man had quietly made his way upstairs without anyone noticing.

Jonathan quickly shut down his computer and turned around. “Okay.”

Previously, Jonathan had been picked up and dropped off at kindergarten in regular cars. But now, as the great–grandson of the Sinclair family, the fleet of cars that came to pick him up resembled a wedding procession.

It was an extravagant display that Felix had never experienced, given that he wasn’t Nathaniel’s son. But Jonathan, as Zachary’s future heir, enjoyed a completely different status.