When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 1900

Chapter 1900 Getting Hit On
At Royale Club, Vivian had also shown up.

Cecilia frowned. “Vivian, you're still pregnant. Why'd you come?”

Vivian clung to her arm, acting all cute. “Don't worry, I'm not drinking. It's rare for us girls to hang out—I couldn't just miss it.”

“All right, but be careful,” Cecilia said, guiding her to a quiet corner where she wouldn't get bumped around.

“Got it.” Vivian nodded obediently.

So far, her pregnancy hadn't been too rough—just some morning sickness now and then. Other than that, she felt fine. Nevertheless, Cecilia had been treating her like she was made of glass, always hovering nearby.

Meanwhile, Lucille, Madeline, and Charlotte were having a blast. Charlotte had wanted to invite Sven, but the others immediately shot her down. “No way. It's a girls' night. No guys allowed.”

“Fine.” Charlotte looked a little disappointed.

Her feelings for Sven were growing stronger. She liked his seriousness, even his occasional aloofness. She wanted to spend every day with him.

With Cecilia there, the group of beautiful women drew plenty of attention. A rich young guy came over, “Hey, ladies, your drinks tonight—on me.”

“You're paying?” Lucille looked at him, a little surprised.

The man assumed she was impressed by his offer. “Of course. Drink whatever you want. No need to hold back.”

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Madeline. Among the five of them, Madeline really did stand out the most. If not for Cecilia's scar, she might've rivaled her.

“Care to dance with me, gorgeous?” He extended his hand toward Madeline.

She stared at his slightly greasy hand, expression ice-cold. “Yeah, no.”

The guy froze mid-motion.

Then pointed at Lucille. “She's already married.”

Finally, she pointed at herself. “And I've got a boyfriend—he's crazy handsome, tall, and strong enough to take you down in one hit.”

The other girls were used to Charlotte praising Sven.

He looked them over again. “A group of stunners like you—why else would you come to a place like this if not to make a few new friends?”

Charlotte snapped, “How is that an appropriate thing to say?”

“What? Did I say something wrong? If you were really virtuous, would you even be in a place like this?”