When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1581

Upon noticing the intense gazes of the four women, along with the surrounding accusatory looks of passersby, Yannick had no choice but to give up. 

“Alright, alright.” 

He gave Charlotte a final glance before apologizing as he left, “I’m sorry if I frightened you earlier.” 

After he left, the commotion was over, and the onlookers who were enjoying the drama had all dispersed. 

Jocelyn gave Cecilia and her group a grateful look, saying, “Thank you.” 

“Don’t worry about it. We’re all women here; we should be helping each other,” Charlotte said with a smile. 

“Right.” 

Jocelyn was about to leave when Cecilia called out to her again, “Want to shop together?” 

What if Yannick comes back later? 

After hearing this, Jocelyn hesitated for a while before nodding. “Alright.” 

The women went on to hang out together. 

Meanwhile, Cecilia had guessed right–Yannick didn’t leave. From a distance, he kept a watchful eye on Jocelyn. 

Yannick’s subordinate found it ridiculous. “Boss, isn’t it a bit much to be so fixated on one woman?” 

He felt his boss was behaving like a stalker. 

Yannick settled back into the car. “What would you know? A man needs to have thick skin.” 

The subordinate choked upon being rendered speechless. He hadn’t expected his boss to misinterpret being persistence in a pursuit to such an extent. 

“How did they end up together?” Yannick was somewhat annoyed. 

Women can truly shop endlessly. More importantly, Cecilia even escorted Jocelyn back to her office. 

At this point, Yannick was completely at a loss and finally instructed the driver to head back. 

Meanwhile, after various tests at the hospital, it was discovered that Dahlia’s health was in poor condition. She even had a hereditary disease, likely inherited from her biological father. 

Right then, Caliste walked over. 

“Mdm. Queenie, the doctor said there’s no cure for the child’s illness, and she doesn’t have much time left.” 

Queenie’s mind went blank. “What?” 

“Ms. Evans only had her due to the unfortunate incident. It’s only natural for her to feel detached from the child,” Caliste comforted Queenie. 

Queenie had already lost her ability to think objectively 

She said to her secretary, “I’m going out to get some air. Find someone reliable to take care of the child.” 

“Understood.” 

Queenie ventured out alone, hailed a taxi, and arrived at the Smith residence. 

After she stepped out of the car, she gazed at the building from a distance, which was softly lit from within.