When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1048 The Funeral

She pressed send, but after waiting for quite some time, she still received no response.

For some reason, Cecilia felt a bit uneasy, so she decided to call him.

The cold, mechanical voice of the automated customer service message echoed. “We’re sorry, the number you have dialed is currently switched off…”

Nathaniel’s phone is switched off?

Cecilia wanted to know what he was doing and thought about giving Mason a call. Just as she was about to do Vivian walked in through the door. “I’m here, Ceci.”

Vivian slid under the covers. “So, has your boss found out about your performance yet?”

The interruption caused Cecilia to forget about calling Mason.

“Of course. You guys are the best,” she praised sincerely.

Vivian took her hand. “I’ve realized now that being able to help you brings me immense joy and a great sense of accomplishment.”

Cecilia leaned on her shoulder. “Thank you, Vivian.”

“Cut that out. You should get some sleep. We have to go to the funeral parlor tomorrow,”

“Oh, yes. Let’s sleep.”

Tomorrow marked the final day of the vigil, and the day after, Paula would be laid to rest. When the time came, all of the Escobar family’s relatives would gather

Paula had never favored Cecilia, and as a result, the Escobar relatives shared that disdain. Even now, Cecilia hardly knew any of them, having been distanced from the family for so long.

She had made up her mind that tomorrow, she would reveal the truth to everyone at the funeral.

The following day, after breakfast, Cecilia left the house with Vivian.

“Mommy, let us go with you,” Jonathan expressed, worried that his mother might be treated unfairly or bullied at the funeral.

Elliot also chimed in, “Yeah, Mommy, please take us with you. We promise to behave ourselves.

Cecilia didn’t want the two children to get involved in the adults‘ disputes. She was well aware that if they attended the funeral that day, they would certainly face a lot of criticism.

“Behave yourselves and stay at home, okay? If you need anything, let Ms. Hills know.”

Vivian also said, “That place isn’t suitable for children.

Cecilia was pregnant and could barely take good care of herself. If the two kids were to be bullied as well, the two of them wouldn’t stand a chance against so many people.

situation, he acquiesced.

Assured, only then did Cecilia and Vivian left.

The journey to the funeral home wasn’t particularly long, taking less than forty minutes to arrive.

Outside, a mourning notice had already been posted. Magnus, donned in traditional mourning attire, was receiving the arriving guests. Upon spotting Cecilia and Vivian, he immediately came over.

Magnus approached. “Cecilia, you’re here. I’ll have someone bring you your clothes.”

Cecilia, however, rejected it. “I’m not wearing it.”

Wearing mourning clothes and showing devotion is a duty children owe to their parents. However, Cecilia was not Paula’s biological daughter, and over the years, she felt she had long since repaid any kindness Paula had shown her during her upbringing.

Magnus sensed the tension. “I know Mom wasn’t kind to you when she was alive, but she was still our mother. How can you not wear the mourning attire? If the Escobar relatives see this, it won’t reflect well on you.”

Magnus had changed significantly, maturing into a thoughtful young man. Cecilia felt a sense of contentment witnessing his growth.

“Once everyone has gathered, I have something to share with all of you, especially with you,” Cecilia said, her tone serious.

Magnus nodded. “All right, but for now, just wear your mourning attire.”

Once again, Cecilia refused, “I’m not wearing it.”

Vivian stepped in, her voice gentle yet firm. “Stop giving your sister a hard time.”

At that, Magnus reluctantly lowered his hand, a hint of awkwardness lingering in the air.

Some of the Escobars took notice, pointing and whispering among themselves.C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.