When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1211 A Follower

One of the kids‘ mothers asked: Ladies, will your husbands be joining us?

One replied: My husband definitely won’t be attending. He’s just too busy.

Another replied: Yeah. The same goes for my husband. He spends his weekends dealing with work matters.

One more replied: It’s enough that we, as full–time moms, attend. As for our husbands, let them focus on their work.

Everyone was voicing their opinions, with the majority stating that their husbands wouldn’t be participating in the parent–child activity. Upon seeing the texts, Cecilia felt relieved.

However, when she was lying in bed that night, she received a message from Nathaniel.

Nathaniel asked: What are you up to?

Cecilia replied: I’m getting ready for bed. What’s up?

Nathaniel was still living with Darren at that time, mainly because both of their wives resided in the Smith residence. They probably had a lot to discuss, both being unfortunate men in similar situations.

Seeing Cecilia’s indifferent inquiry, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss. He then replied: It’s nothing. Go to sleep.

Cecilia was ready to sleep after she saw the text. However, after some thought, she realized that Nathaniel was, after all, Jonathan’s father and had every right to be informed about the parent–child activity.

Thus, she sent him a text that read: Um… Jon’s preschool is organizing a parent–child activity tomorrow. If you have time, you could attend. If not, it’s okay, I’m off to bed now

After she sent the message, she immediately lay down to sleep.

Regardless of whether Nathaniel decided to go or not, she was determined to participate in the parent- child activity with Jonathan.

The following morning, Cecilia woke up early to prepare a variety of dishes alongside the chef,

Yawning, Charlotte emerged and asked, “Boss, why are you cooking yourself? Also, why are you up so early?”

“Today, Jon’s preschool is organizing a parent–child activity. It requires mothers to participate and bring food,” Cecilia explained.

“Oh, I see.

Rubbing her eyes, Charlotte went to freshen up.

Once the three women in the house had awakened, Cecilia had already prepared an assortment of food and conveniently left a portion for each of them.

When she set off for the preschool, she received messages from Meredith and Helen. They asked: Ceci, are you coming over today?

One of them replied: That’s fantastic. It’s been a while since we’ve gathered.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Meredith then texted: However, Ceci, you ought to be careful I think something is off with Miranda today.

Meredith arrived at the preschool first and noticed Miranda having a private conversation with a group of mothers.

She understood that there was simply no compatibility between Miranda and Cecilia. They were like mortal enemies.

Upon seeing the message, Cecilia simply replied: Okay

Inside the international preschool, Miranda had managed to win over a group of mothers that day. Apart from Meredith and Helen, as well as Priscilla who had previously been known to act accordingly to the situation, the other mothers were enthusiastically chatting with Miranda.

The children were still in the classroom. Felix was once again playing with Jonathan, obediently following every word that Jonathan said.

Miranda watched as her son followed Jonathan around like a little follower, frustration bubbling within her. She called Felix aside for a private conversation.

“Why are you doing whatever Jonathan asks of you? You’re my son! Why are you acting like someone’s follower?”

Felix found himself being lectured by his mother, and he couldn’t help but feel wronged. “We’re friends. I’m not his follower.”

“You’re friends? What are you talking about? He’s going to be your adversary in the future. You’re not allowed to hang out with him. Do you understand?” Miranda said sternly.

Felix, however, tilted his head and said, “No. I want to play with Jon.”

He also had a temper.

Miranda raised her hand to strike him, but naturally, Felix wouldn’t just stand there and let her hit him. He swiftly dodged.

Upon spotting someone approaching, he immediately sought refuge behind that person.

He hadn’t gotten a clear look at that person, but Miranda did. It was Cecilia.

Bewildered, Cecilia gazed at the peculiar scene unfolding before her eyes.