When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 697 Realizing How Much He Had Aged

Upon retreating several steps, Miranda finally managed to steady herself. Only then could she. clearly see the stern–faced man standing before her.

Instinctively, she assumed it was one of Cecilia’s lovers and couldn’t help but mock, “Cecilia, are you that lonely? Does Nathaniel know about this man?”

Sven slightly furrowed his brows.

“I’m Ms. Smith’s bodyguard.”

“Bodyguard? You must be kidding!”

Miranda hadn’t expected that the woman who used to be ridiculed in the past had now hired at bodyguard.

Cecilia stepped forward, without offering an explanation to Miranda, she lowered her voice. “Isn’t one slap enough?”

Immediately, Miranda shut her mouth.

In front of the crowd, she turned away dejectedly, heading toward her child, Felix. As she left, she made sure to kick Cecilia fiercely.

“Thank you for helping me, but this time I’ve completely offended Miranda.” Meredith sincerely thanked Cecilia from the side.

She was a fearless woman, but what terrified her most was the gossip about her raising another woman’s son, and even worse, being bullied about it.

“It’s not a big deal. Even if we hadn’t offended her, it doesn’t necessarily mean she would have spared us.”

Cecilia understood that being kind often led to being taken advantage of. Some people, even if you didn’t bother them, would still go out of their way to bully you.

Meredith couldn’t help but take a few more glances at Cecilia, internally making up her mind. that she would definitely become friends with Cecilia.

“Mommy.”

Soon, Jonathan also emerged from the classroom, with his follower Dante trailing behind him.

mmediately, Zara rushed over. “Dante:

“Mom.

Zara took his hand, walking toward Cecilia together with Jonathan.

“Ms. Cecilia, when you have some free time, let Jonathan accompany Dante to our house for a visit. Vivian often mentions you, saying you’re a good person.”

Cecilia recalled her best friend Vivian once mentioning that Zara had advised her to keep her distance from Cecilia.

She asked deliberately, “Really? Why have I heard some people say that you think I’m not very good at handling social situations?”

“Who’s been spreading rumors? Why would I ever say such a thing?” Zara’s face flushed from pale to red in quick succession, contemplating who among the other mothers could have been tattling. behind her back.

Cecilia didn’t want to engage in a lengthy conversation with her. “I’m aware, you’re Vivian’s sister- in–law, naturally you’d side with me.”

After all, she was Vivian’s sister–in–law. Out of respect for Vivian, Cecilia didn’t hold it against her.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Zara let out a sigh of relief, thankful that Vivian and Cecilia were friends.

If not, she would be in a bind if Cecilia decided to cause trouble for her son, Dante.

After they had left in their car, Cecilia had a chat with Meredith and Helen before she got into the car with Jonathan.

Since Cecilia didn’t have much to do that day, she made a special trip to take Jonathan back to the Sinclair Manor.

“Mommy, how come you had the time to pick me up today?” Jonathan wondered.

Cecilia looked into his large eyes, gently ruffling his hair. “Aren’t you leaving for a trip abroad next week?” she asked. “I won’t be able to see you for a week, so of course I need to make time to spend with you.”

Jonathan’s eyes curved in delight.

“Mom, don’t worry,” he assured, “I’ll call you every night.”

“Sure thing.”

“You should be extra careful now that you’re carrying another child. Make sure to rest well, drink plenty of milk and take your vitamins. Also, don’t forget to take breaks and enjoy the outdoors. Don’t lose track of time and sit for hours on end every time you’re composing…

Jonathan was constantly fussing and advising like an old soul.

Cecilia listened quietly and responded, “Got it. You should behave yourself at Old Mr. Sinclair’s house too.”

“I will, don’t worry.”

Cecilia truly felt at ease about this aspect of him.

As they approached the entrance of the Sinclair Manor from afar, Cecilia could see an elderly gentleman with a full head of white hair, leaning on a walking stick, waiting. His back was slightly hunched.

She had seen George a few times before, but it was only today that she truly realized how much he had aged.