When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1039 Acting As Jonathan

Vivian was rather careless, and today, Jonathan and Elliot deliberately wore identical outfits.

“Eli. your exceptional acting skills will soon be put to the test,” Jonathan said seriously.

“Don’t worry. Leave it to me.” Elliot spoke in an adorable tone.

If Vivian weren’t alone, Jonathan wouldn’t have resorted to such a strategy. He felt that Elliot didn’t resemble him at all.

“Yeah, we don’t really have a choice. I’m leaving now.”

Elliot grabbed him. “Once you’re back, you must tell me what happened.”

He was extremely curious about what exactly had happened to his father.

“I will. Don’t worry,” Jonathan reassured, prying his hand away and exiting through the back door.

Not long after he left, Vivian came knocking at the door. “Jon, Eli, come out for some fruit,” she said.

Elliot walked out and said seriously, “Eli’s asleep.”

Vivian was momentarily taken aback, not realizing it was actually Elliot pretending to be Jonathan. Concerned, she asked, “Is Eli all right? Why is he sleeping at this hour? Should we take him to the hospital?”

Elliot picked up a piece of fruit and took a bite, shaking his head. “No need for that. It’s just how he is; he tends to sleep a lot because of his condition.”

“All right then.” Vivian had always viewed Jonathan as an adult and never doubted his words, However, she noticed he was eating a lot, which was uncharacteristic of him, with his cheeks puffed out as he continued to stuff fruit into his mouth.

“I thought you never liked eating these,” she said.

Elliot froze, realizing he had forgotten that Jonathan was never much of a glutton. He quickly set the fruit down. “I’m full. I’m going back to my room–don’t bother me.”

To avoid making more mistakes and risk getting exposed by Vivian, Elliot decided it was safer to stay in his room.

“Okay, you little rascal.” Vivian said.

At that moment, Jonathan had already left the Smith residence. Along the way, he managed to evade the hidden security cameras, ensuring his movements went unnoticed.

Once he reached the public road outside, he stopped and hailed a taxi. “Sir, I need to go to Maple Road.”

He showed the driver the location from yesterday’s surveillance footage outside Maple Road.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

The driver, bemused by the sight of such a young child alone, asked, “Where are your parents?”

“My dad is over there. I’m going to find him,” Jonathan responded.

The driver couldn’t help but express his surprise, “He’s letting such a young kid like you take a taxi on your own?”

Jonathan nodded. “Yeah, my dad said he wanted me to start learning independence from a young age.”

The driver was astounded.

He was a father as well, with a son around Jonathan’s age, and he felt the need to keep a watchful eye on him at all times, fearing any potential danger, Yet this boy before him was already confidently hailing a cab

on his own.

“Sir, could you please hurry up? If I get there too late, my dad will punish me,” Jonathan urged, handing the driver money. “This should cover the fare, right?”

“Yes. I’ll take you there right now.”

As the driver steered the vehicle, he pondered over Jonathan’s words. Indeed, children who face hardships tend to mature faster.

Throughout the journey, Jonathan chatted with the driver.

He portrayed himself as a son raised by a divorced, abusive father.

They finally arrived at Maple Road.

The driver insisted on returning the money to Jonathan “Kid, keep this. Buy whatever you want with it. Just make sure you grow up well. And when you do, give that heartless father of yours a lesson.”

Jonathan glanced at the money in his hand. As he left, he discreetly left a larger sum of money at the driver’s spot.