Chapter 145: Rotten to the Core

In the afternoon, Vivian rushed to the hospital upon learning of Cecilia's hospitalization. Nathaniel was absent. Vivian's heart ached as she saw Cecilia covered in red spots.

"How stupid can you be? Why would you eat something you obviously shouldn't have?" she exclaimed.

"Don't worry. I checked beforehand. The allergy isn't too severe; it's not life-threatening," Cecilia assured her.

"That's bullsh*t! I know how fatal seafood allergies can be! If you ever do this again, I'll…" Vivian paused, searching for a suitable threat. "I'll give myself an allergic reaction too."

Cecilia laughed. "I'm not lying. My symptoms are just very obvious, but they're not life-threatening. Besides, how could I be so reckless with my life now that I have Eli and Jon?"

Vivian was bewildered. "Then why would you put yourself through that?"

"Nathaniel's always been wary of me, even hateful. I don't know what I need to do to get him to let his guard down," Cecilia explained. "Every time I almost succeeded, he'd stop me. So, the only solution I could think of was to make him feel guilty."

She continued, "I was so foolish, keeping everything to myself. I made him think I was living a good life by his side, that I was the one reaching for someone out of my league. Now, I want him to know how much I've suffered because of him." This was also why she'd controlled her anger after overhearing Nathaniel's conversation with another woman. "That's also why I have to repay him the money I tricked out of Madam Paula and Magnus."

Cecilia knew her schemes were no match for Nathaniel's capabilities. She decided to maintain her former facade, intending to make abundantly clear how well she treated him, and how poorly he treated her in return.

Vivian understood. "You're pushing yourself too much, Ceci."

"Don't let Jon find out; he'll worry," Cecilia cautioned.

"Okay, I won't."

Seeing it was late, Cecilia suggested Vivian go home. On her way out, Vivian unexpectedly encountered Nathaniel. He carried himself with an upright posture and sharp features, exuding an air of nobility and refinement.

Vivian had seen him on the news, but only now understood Jonathan's exceptional qualities. The apple didn't fall far from the tree. She thought, "He looks so good, but it's a shame his heart's rotten to the core."

"Mr. Rainsworth, you probably don't know me, but I'm Ceci's friend," Vivian began, her gaze steady. "I have a favor to ask. Please, be kind to Ceci. She doesn't owe you anything!"

Nathaniel, having investigated Cecilia, recognized her. "Instead of meddling in our affairs, you'd be better off focusing on your studies, so you won't get caught again," he replied curtly.

Vivian was taken aback. Is he talking about the time I got locked up? Ugh! He's so annoying! She was infuriated.

Nathaniel entered the ward, leaving Vivian unable to reach him. She was certain Jonathan was his son; their ability to irritate others was strikingly similar. Her only hope was that Jonathan wouldn't become like Nathaniel.

Getting into her car, Vivian was startled by a small head popping up. "Ms. Kennedy! How is my mommy?" Jonathan asked anxiously.

Vivian jumped. "Aren't you supposed to be in kindergarten?"