When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1847 A Group Of Gentlemen

Nathaniel didn't leave. He was pacing alone outside.

Zachary was the first to approach him and said, "Nathaniel, let's go. Shall we have a drink?"noveldrama

Nathaniel shot him a stern glance. “Isn't Vivian pregnant? You shouldn't be drinking alcohol."

"They'll be keeping themselves busy tonight, so we should also find something interesting to do."

After Zachary finished speaking, he looked toward Mason, Sven, and Darren.

Mason shook his head, saying, "No... I shouldn't go. Lucy would get upset." Darren also said, "My daughter doesn't like the smell of alcohol on me."

Sven gave him a cold stare. "I don't drink."

Zachary's mouth twitched slightly, and he was truly at a loss for words. It seems I'm the only one who has remained unchanged. Everyone else has either transformed into a gentleman, a good boyfriend, or a good husband.

Nathaniel gave him a pat on the shoulder. "You should grow up eventually."

"I just thought since there's nothing else going on, so-"

"Lucy mentioned that when we have nothing to do, we can engage in meaningful activities instead of drinking. Isn't that right, Mr. Rainsworth?" Mason said.

Nathaniel nodded. “That's right. Drinking is bad for health."

Zachary looked at the group of people, momentarily at a loss for words. How have they all suddenly become gentlemen?

"Well, what are we going to do? We surely can't just stand here doing nothing all night, can we?"

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you that? At the very least, arrange a room for us to rest while we wait for them. However, I might go back to check on my daughter first," Darren said.

"All right, then."

Zachary immediately asked someone to prepare the room next door.

Those few grown men had nothing much to do, so they gathered together to play cards.

Just as Zachary had anticipated, everyone in the ward next door decided to seize the rare opportunity to gather. They resolved to stay there that night to keep Cecilia company.

However, Elena took the two children back to rest. As for Elliot and Jonathan, when they got tired, they@ubbed their eyes and went to look for Nathaniel. fo

Nathaniel said to them, "You're not three-year-old children. Find somewhere to sleep on your own."

Just like that, the two brothers slept in that room.

Zachary gazed at the two identical

boys, unable to help but exclaim,

"Nathaniel, your genes are truly impressive. Eli and Jon are like. miniature versions of you. I wonder who my child will take after. Dtruly wish for a lovely daughter, ideally one who embodies the best qualities of both Vivian and myself."

He personally preferred a daughter. After all, daughters had a special way of warming one's heart. If it were a son, he wouldn't be as thrilled.

Nathaniel replied, "That's happening."

Zachary kept nodding. "I hope so!"

Seeing that it was getting late, Darren, fearing that Amelia might feel lonely at home, decided to return early.

Inside the room, only four remained, and they were Zachary, Mason, Sven, and Nathaniel.

They also lost interest in continuing their card games, each one of them falling asleep one after another.

Early the next day, everyone bid farewell to Cecilia.

Not long after they had left, Cecilia received a call from Meredith, someone she

hadn't heard from in quite some time.

She, along with Helen and Priscilla, had also gone to visit Cecilia.

"Ceci, why didn't you tell us when you were hospitalized?"

Back then, Cecilia was suffering from amnesia, forgetting all about them and rarely keeping in touch.

Upon seeing that Cecilia was Queenie's biological daughter, Meredith refrained from reaching out proactively. She was concerned that Cecilia might think she was attempting to curry favor.

However, when she heard about Cecilia's hospitalization for surgery, she felt that

it would be inappropriate not to visit.

"I'm sorry. A lot has happened recently," Cecilia apologized.

Helen and Priscilla were there, and upon seeing Queenie, the CEO of Jamieson Group nearby, they both felt somewhat restrained.

Priscilla mustered the courage to say, "Ms. Cecilia, you must take good care of yourself and aim for a swift recovery."

Cecilia nodded. "Okay. Thank you. I will."