When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1038 Hyping It Up

Vivian came back to her senses, praising Jonathan. “You did the right thing. I would never accept his gift. Accepting his favor makes me indebted to him. He must have ulterior motives.”

“Mm–hmm.” Jonathan nodded repeatedly.

Elliot watched his brother lie.

When an average person lied, he could see right through it. But when his brother lied, he genuinely couldn’t tell the difference. He began to wonder if his brother had ever deceived him before.

“All right, hurry up and get ready for bed.”

“Okay.” The two children spoke in unison.

Once the children were settled, the three women lounged on the couch, munching on snacks while engrossed in conversation.

Cecilia, tired, decided to retire to bed early.

Vivian couldn’t suppress her curiosity and asked Lucille, “Lucy, how does it feel to be with Mason?”

She had met Mason before. He was very stiff and didn’t seem to engage with others much–the kind of guy who made girls hesitant to approach.

“It’s all right,” Lucille replied.

“Have you heard anything about Nathaniel from Mason lately? I’m really puzzled as to why he would suddenly want to divorce Ceci,” Vivian asked.

Lucille was also quite curious, but recently, whenever she chatted with Mason, he never brought up anything about work or Nathaniel.

“To tell you the truth, I think he’s on guard against me. He won’t tell me anything.” Lucille had tried threatening and tempting Mason into telling her, but unfortunately, none of that worked.

“All right then.”

Vivian leaned on the couch, troubled.

Since Lucille had to work the next day, the two didn’t chat for long before each retiring to their rooms.

Vivian lay down next to Cecilia, noticing that the latter wasn’t asleep yet and was scrolling through her phone.

“I thought you were tired. Why aren’t you asleep yet?” she asked.

Cecilia set her phone down. “I can’t sleep, so I was just browsing.”

Vivian took her hand gently. “You’re pregnant now, and it’s essential that you get plenty of rest. Put your phone away and get some sleep.”

“All right.”

Cecilia couldn’t sleep because she had come across the news of Paula’s passing just before bed. The report ghlighted Paula’s successful life and lamented the tragedy of her terminal illness. To her surprise, the coverage even featured a video interview of Ralph and Cassandra in tears.

“After she fell ill, she kept insisting on divorcing me,” Ralph pretentiously played the role of a good husband. “I knew she was just afraid of being a burden

Cassandra also wore a face of sorrow. “Though Paula was my stepmother and we only spent a few years.

Tower, I always considered her as family. Her death was too sudden. My father and I will definitely give

her a proper farewell.”

It was no surprise they were related; both of them were so skilled at hyping things up. Their act was convincing.

Cecilia closed her eyes, comforted by Vivian’s gentle hold on her hands, and gradually drifted off to sleep.

The following day, she went to work as usual.

Vivian expressed her concern, “Considering your current condition, it might be best to stay home from work.”

Cecilia replied, “Don’t worry. Right now, work is the only thing that brings me peace and keeps my mind from wandering. Please take good care of Eli and Jon for me; I’ll be back in the afternoon.”

“Okay then.” Since she put it that way, Vivian decided not to press the issue. “Just make sure to come home early if you’re feeling tired from work.”

Cecilia nodded. “Will do.”

Sitting in the car, she felt dizzy as the passing scenery outside the window blurred into double images, likely a result of her lack of rest the previous night. She decided to close her eyes and take a brief nap.

At that moment, Vivian was the only adult left in the Smith residence. Jonathan and Elliot quickly devised, a simple plan to slip out unnoticed.

Vivian came back to her senses, praising Jonathan. “You did the right thing. I would never accept his gift. Accepting his favor makes me indebted to him. He must have ulterior motives.”

“Mm–hmm.” Jonathan nodded repeatedly.

Elliot watched his brother lie.

When an average person lied, he could see right through it. But when his brother lied, he genuinely couldn’t tell the difference. He began to wonder if his brother had ever deceived him before.

“All right, hurry up and get ready for bed.”

“Okay.” The two children spoke in unison.

Once the children were settled, the three women lounged on the couch, munching on snacks while engrossed in conversation.

Cecilia, tired, decided to retire to bed early.

Vivian couldn’t suppress her curiosity and asked Lucille, “Lucy, how does it feel to be with Mason?”

She had met Mason before. He was very stiff and didn’t seem to engage with others much–the kind of guy who made girls hesitant to approach.

“It’s all right,” Lucille replied.

“Have you heard anything about Nathaniel from Mason lately? I’m really puzzled as to why he would suddenly want to divorce Ceci,” Vivian asked.

Lucille was also quite curious, but recently, whenever she chatted with Mason, he never brought up anything about work or Nathaniel.

“To tell you the truth, I think he’s on guard against me. He won’t tell me anything.” Lucille had tried threatening and tempting Mason into telling her, but unfortunately, none of that worked.

“All right then.”

Vivian leaned on the couch, troubled.

Since Lucille had to work the next day, the two didn’t chat for long before each retiring to their rooms.

Vivian lay down next to Cecilia, noticing that the latter wasn’t asleep yet and was scrolling through her phone.

“I thought you were tired. Why aren’t you asleep yet?” she asked.

Cecilia set her phone down. “I can’t sleep, so I was just browsing.”

Vivian took her hand gently. “You’re pregnant now, and it’s essential that you get plenty of rest. Put your phone away and get some sleep.”

“All right.”

Cecilia couldn’t sleep because she had come across the news of Paula’s passing just before bed. The report ghlighted Paula’s successful life and lamented the tragedy of her terminal illness. To her surprise, the coverage even featured a video interview of Ralph and Cassandra in tears.

“After she fell ill, she kept insisting on divorcing me,” Ralph pretentiously played the role of a good husband. “I knew she was just afraid of being a burdenCcontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Cassandra also wore a face of sorrow. “Though Paula was my stepmother and we only spent a few years.

Tower, I always considered her as family. Her death was too sudden. My father and I will definitely give

her a proper farewell.”

It was no surprise they were related; both of them were so skilled at hyping things up. Their act was convincing.

Cecilia closed her eyes, comforted by Vivian’s gentle hold on her hands, and gradually drifted off to sleep.

The following day, she went to work as usual.

Vivian expressed her concern, “Considering your current condition, it might be best to stay home from work.”

Cecilia replied, “Don’t worry. Right now, work is the only thing that brings me peace and keeps my mind from wandering. Please take good care of Eli and Jon for me; I’ll be back in the afternoon.”

“Okay then.” Since she put it that way, Vivian decided not to press the issue. “Just make sure to come home early if you’re feeling tired from work.”

Cecilia nodded. “Will do.”

Sitting in the car, she felt dizzy as the passing scenery outside the window blurred into double images, likely a result of her lack of rest the previous night. She decided to close her eyes and take a brief nap.

At that moment, Vivian was the only adult left in the Smith residence. Jonathan and Elliot quickly devised, a simple plan to slip out unnoticed.

Vivian came back to her senses, praising Jonathan. “You did the right thing. I would never accept his gift. Accepting his favor makes me indebted to him. He must have ulterior motives.”

“Mm–hmm.” Jonathan nodded repeatedly.

Elliot watched his brother lie.

When an average person lied, he could see right through it. But when his brother lied, he genuinely couldn’t tell the difference. He began to wonder if his brother had ever deceived him before.

“All right, hurry up and get ready for bed.”

“Okay.” The two children spoke in unison.

Once the children were settled, the three women lounged on the couch, munching on snacks while engrossed in conversation.

Cecilia, tired, decided to retire to bed early.

Vivian couldn’t suppress her curiosity and asked Lucille, “Lucy, how does it feel to be with Mason?”

She had met Mason before. He was very stiff and didn’t seem to engage with others much–the kind of guy who made girls hesitant to approach.

“It’s all right,” Lucille replied.

“Have you heard anything about Nathaniel from Mason lately? I’m really puzzled as to why he would suddenly want to divorce Ceci,” Vivian asked.

Lucille was also quite curious, but recently, whenever she chatted with Mason, he never brought up anything about work or Nathaniel.

“To tell you the truth, I think he’s on guard against me. He won’t tell me anything.” Lucille had tried threatening and tempting Mason into telling her, but unfortunately, none of that worked.

“All right then.”

Vivian leaned on the couch, troubled.

Since Lucille had to work the next day, the two didn’t chat for long before each retiring to their rooms.

Vivian lay down next to Cecilia, noticing that the latter wasn’t asleep yet and was scrolling through her phone.

“I thought you were tired. Why aren’t you asleep yet?” she asked.

Cecilia set her phone down. “I can’t sleep, so I was just browsing.”

Vivian took her hand gently. “You’re pregnant now, and it’s essential that you get plenty of rest. Put your phone away and get some sleep.”

“All right.”

Cecilia couldn’t sleep because she had come across the news of Paula’s passing just before bed. The report ghlighted Paula’s successful life and lamented the tragedy of her terminal illness. To her surprise, the coverage even featured a video interview of Ralph and Cassandra in tears.

“After she fell ill, she kept insisting on divorcing me,” Ralph pretentiously played the role of a good husband. “I knew she was just afraid of being a burden

Cassandra also wore a face of sorrow. “Though Paula was my stepmother and we only spent a few years.

Tower, I always considered her as family. Her death was too sudden. My father and I will definitely give

her a proper farewell.”

It was no surprise they were related; both of them were so skilled at hyping things up. Their act was convincing.

Cecilia closed her eyes, comforted by Vivian’s gentle hold on her hands, and gradually drifted off to sleep.

The following day, she went to work as usual.

Vivian expressed her concern, “Considering your current condition, it might be best to stay home from work.”

Cecilia replied, “Don’t worry. Right now, work is the only thing that brings me peace and keeps my mind from wandering. Please take good care of Eli and Jon for me; I’ll be back in the afternoon.”

“Okay then.” Since she put it that way, Vivian decided not to press the issue. “Just make sure to come home early if you’re feeling tired from work.”

Cecilia nodded. “Will do.”

Sitting in the car, she felt dizzy as the passing scenery outside the window blurred into double images, likely a result of her lack of rest the previous night. She decided to close her eyes and take a brief nap.

At that moment, Vivian was the only adult left in the Smith residence. Jonathan and Elliot quickly devised, a simple plan to slip out unnoticed.