When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 359

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Eventually, they arrived at the entrance to Four Seasons Hotel.

While inside the car, Vivian fixed her gaze on the hotel interior, her expression a complex mix of emotions.

She forced herself to calm down, stepping out of the car with Jonathan by her side.

Cecilia also followed along.

Jonathan glanced at his own wristwatch. It's already time, yet he still hasn't arrived! Does he even want to get paid? How unreliable. If I can leave a rating, it'll be a poor one!

Vivian never took Jonathan's words seriously. After all, how could a child possibly find her a male companion who would be even better than Ernest?

“I'm so nervous, Ceci,” Vivian said, looking back at Cecilia.

Cecilia stepped forward, holding her hand. “Don't be afraid. I'm here with you.”

Over the years, Vivian had never sought after any man, all due to Ernest. It wasn't that she didn't have suitors, but she had turned them all down.

The first thing she did when she returned to the country years ago was to look for Ernest. However, by the time she found him, he already had a girlfriend.

Then, when Ernest was about to get married, he surprisingly sent an invitation to Vivian.

That was all it took to hit Vivian where it hurt.

Comforted by Cecilia's warmth, Vivian finally took a step forward and entered the building.

Upon reaching the exterior of the banquet hall, she saw the wedding photos of the bride and groom. The woman in the picture was dressed in a white wedding gown and stood demurely next to Ernest.

Cecilia also caught a glimpse of the bride's appearance. Huh, she looks somewhat similar to Vivian.

“The bride is truly stunning,” Vivian murmured.

Cecilia felt even more sympathy for her. “You're even more beautiful, Vivian.”

She was well aware of just how much Vivian cherished her son.

“Ernest is already engaged. Don't you think it's pointless to keep clinging to him?” As Greta was speaking, she subconsciously accepted the thick monetary gift.

Upon hearing that, Vivian responded indifferently, “Didn't you know that Ernest was the one who invited me?”

Greta was choked up because she truly didn't know.

Weighing the red envelope in her hand, Greta cracked a smile and whispered, “Vivian, both my husband and I adore you. I've told Ernest many times, but, unfortunately, he's stubborn and insists on marrying Ms. Zimmerman. If you don't mind, even after Ernest gets married, you two can still keep in touch.”

Upon hearing these words, Vivian was taken aback. What did she mean by that?

Before Vivian could react, Cecilia had already positioned her protectively in front of the former. “Are you saying you want to help your son find a mistress?”

Greta was taken aback, not noticing the anger etched on Cecilia's face. “Why do you have to put it so unsightly? In this day and age, who among the successful doesn't have a close female companion?”