We will always try to update and open chapters as soon as possible every day. Thank you very much, readers, for always following the website!

When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 312
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    Full frame
    No line breaks
  • Next Chapter

Chapter 312 Jonathan Has A Plan

Vivian initially wanted to indulge in sgossip, but when Jonathan appeared, she quickly ended the call.

“Jon, you're back already? Did school let out early today?” Vivian asked, surprised to see him so Soon.

Jonathan had been sent back to preschool after spending stwith Vivian, but he had. overheard her

conversation with Cecilia. He had pieced together that his “sc“mbag daddy” had ended up living with his mom

due to amnesia and blindness.

No wonder Mommy was so eager to sendoff to Ms. Kennedy's house.

“Yeah, the teacher said the weather was getting colder and asked us to return hearly on Fridays. Didn't she

mention this in the group chat?” Jonathan replied, his tone innocent.

Vivian slapped her forehead. “I'm sorry, | forgot to check the group messages.”

With no driver available at the moment, Jonathan had to walk back on his own. Feeling guilty, Vivian tried to

make it up to him.

“Chere, | owe you a kiss as an apology,” she said, leaning down.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

Jonathan, however, dodged her, a look of distaste on his face. “Don’t wanna.”

Vivian pouted, disappointed. “All right then.”

Seeing her reaction, Jonathan added, “Ms. Kennedy, if you're feeling guilty, why don’t you takeback to

Sparaville over the weekend? We can spend it together with Mommy!”

He was curious to see how his sc*mbag daddy was faring now.

“No way,” Vivian immediately refused. She had promised Cecilia that she wouldn't let Jonathan cinto

contact with Nathaniel.

Jonathan casually said, “A few days ago, | read a news story about a five-year-old who was heading halone

and got into a car accident. There was also a six-year-old who was kidnapped by human traffickers on his way

halone...”

Vivian sighed, feeling the guilt piling on: “I promise I'll never forget to pick you up after school again,” she

vowed.

Jonathan, feeling victorious, said, “Then | want to visit a friend's house over the weekend.”

Vivian, relieved that he wasn’t pushing to go back to Sparaville, readily agreed. “All right, you can visit your

friend.”

She had no idea that Jonathan had already concocted a plan. Initially, he had wanted to tell Vivian that he

planned to spend the weekend at a friend's house, but he feared she might disapprove.

So, he had suggested going back to Sparaville, knowing she would refuse. Now, with her. agreement, he had the

freedom to proceed with his true intentions.

That day, when Jonathan returned to preschool, a group of kids immediately surrounded him, bombarding him

with questions about where he had been.

Jonathan casually brushed them off, offering vague answers. However, Felix discreetly pulled him aside.

“You have no idea, after you left, Grandma Elena has been constantly searching for you,” Felix whispered. “She

even went looking for your dad.”

Jonathan's eyes widened in surprise. Did Elena somehow find out that I'm Nathaniel’s son?

“Did she mention who my dad is?” Jonathan asked.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

Felix shook his head. “She never said anything specific, but I've seen him. He's tall and quite handsome.”

Upon hearing this, Jonathan realized Felix had made a mistake. If Felix had seen Nathaniel, he wouldn't be

offering a vague description of the man.

“Did he live at your place?” Jonathan asked.

“No, but he’s been visiting Grandma Elena these past few days,” Felix replied.

But his curiosity was piqued. “Why would you ask such a question? Don’t you know where your dad lives?” Felix

asked, puzzled.

Jonathan sighed. “From the moment | was born, he abandoned my mom and me. I've never met. him.”

Felix’s eyes softened with sympathy. “You should cto my place tomorrow. You might get to see him.”

“Okay.” Jonathan agreed.

The Rainsworth family estate was now on the brink of becoming someone else’s. Although Jonathan didn’t

particularly like his sc*mbag daddy, he didn’t want others to take away what rightfully belonged to his family.

Even if his father had passed away, the primary inheritors would still be him, his younger brother, and his «

mother.