When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him Novel
Chapter 100

Chapter 100 Escorted Yvette Out

When the store staff took the card and saw it, they immediately contacted security, who then forcibly escorted Yvette out of the place.

Subsequently, the store manager personally attended to Vivian.

When Vivian stepped out of the store holding the clothes she fancied, she still had a bewildered expression on her face. “Doesn’t The Ivory Idea store not have any VIPs?”

“When I was in Erihal, I met a designer from The Ivory Idea who liked my music and gave me a card. He mentioned that possessing this card was akin to being a manager at their store, though I’ve never tried it out until now,” said Cecilia in a calm manner.

Vivian hugged Cecilia’s arm, admiration written all over her countenance.

“Wow, you’re amazing, Ms. Cecille. From now on, I’m sticking with you.”

Cecilia chuckled, patting her head. “You’re so sweet!”

“You’re so nice! Ms. Cecille.”

The two chatted and laughed each other all the way

Before she went home, Cecilia bought a few clothes for Jonathan and Elliot.

Vivian would deliver Jonathan’s clothes to him while the clothes for Elliot were sent via international express delivery.

“I saw so many beautiful dresses just now. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if Jonathan were a girl?” Vivian sighed. I can’t imagine how beautiful he will be if he is a girl!

Cecilia also wished to have a daughter.

In the afternoon, Cecilia got home and video–called Elliot to show him the little clothes she had. bought for him.

Elliot was particularly pale as he lay on the hospital bed, but he was still smiling. “Mommy, you’re the best. Mwah!”

“Mwah!” A tender look filled Cecilia’s eyes.

Although weary. Elliot wanted to chat with her a bit longer. “Mommy, do you love me?”

“Of course.

Unlike his serious older brother, Elliot tended to be affectionate and cute. “Once you’re back, I want a real kiss. I’ll also wear the new clothes for you to see so that you can take a picture of me.”

“All right. I will be back as soon as possible.”

Seeing that Elliot wasn’t in good shape, Cecilia had another chat with Martha before ending the call.

Later, she opened the hidden album in her phone, flipping through photos of Jonathan and Elliot. A wave of melancholy washed over her.

The person she owed the most apologies to was Elliot. Had it not been for her past illness and the multitude of medications she had to take, Elliot would not have had to stay in an incubator immediately after birth.

Eventually, the days he spent in the hospital outnumbered those he spent at home.

However, he was exceptionally optimistic. Whether he was undergoing treatment or taking medication and injections, he never shed a tear.

Every time she tenderly kissed his forehead, he became incredibly happy. He would even comfort her by saying, “As long as I have your kisses, I’m not afraid of anything.

Cecilia repeatedly looked at the photos of her two sons, grateful that fate had brought the two angels into her life.

What she didn’t know was that Nathaniel had already made plans to go abroad and bring Elliot back home.

Meanwhile, at Polaris Condominium, where Stella resided, Yvette recounted everything that had happened earlier.

“I heard membership at The Ivory Idea is only for their own top brass. How could Cecilia have one?” Stella wondered.

Yvette sneered, “Perhaps she slept with an executive from The Ivory Idea.”

After hearing that, Stella took a sip of water and gently said, “Yvie, don’t be upset. It’s not a big deal; it’s just a piece of clothing. Whatever style you like, I’ll have my personal designer tailor- make it for you.”

“Stella, you’re so nice. This isn’t really about the clothes, though. I just can’t understand something. What right does a deaf woman like Cecilia have to take all kinds of advantages? Just because you accepted their family’s help doesn’t mean she can ask anything of you without limits! I did what I did earlier because I couldn’t stand it any longer,” Yvette expressed indignantly.

From the perspective that Stella had instilled in Yvette, Cecilia was a woman who would stop at nothing to obtain what she wanted nonchalantly.