When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 860 Share A Tent

There were only five tents in total. Sven had one, Zachary another. Cecilia and Nathaniel shared the larger tent with the two children, while Lucille and Mason shared one as well. The last tent belonged to Vivian.

Watching everyone return to their tents to sleep, Jessica grasped Zachary’s hand. “Zachary, I didn’t bring a tent.”

“You came camping without even bringing a tent?” Zachary was at a loss for words.

As luck would have it, rain began to fall.

As everyone else had already settled into their tents, Jessica stood under the dim light, clinging to Zachary with a pitiful expression. “I thought they sold tents up here,” she said softly, “that’s why I didn’t bring one.”

Hearing this, Zachary led her to Vivian’s tent.

Vivian had specifically prepared a kerosene lamp, intending to experience the ambiance of camping on the mountaintop.

Just as she had lit it, the zipper of the tent was pulled open, revealing Zachary’s handsome yet annoyingly punchable face.

“Is there something you need?” she asked, irritated.

Zachary took a moment to size up her pink tent. It wasn’t particularly large, but it seemed sufficient to accommodate two girls.

“Jessica has nowhere to stay. Would you let

“Huh?” Vivian widened her eye

Her share a tent with you?”

Peeking out from

behind Zacha

spoke up. “Vivian, it’s raining outside. Can we come in and talk?”

to fight. If she knew how to fight, she would’ve beaten the audacious

Vivian hated that she didn’t know how Zachary and the pretentious Jessica by now.

“Get lost! She can sleep wherever she wants, even with you. Don’t dirty my tent,” she snapped.

Setting aside the fact that she had just met Jessica today, the fact that Jessica wouldn’t stop throwing shade at her filled her with such anger that she would never share a tent with her. If she were to share a tent with her, she’d be p*ssed to death.

Zachary hadn’t expected Vivian to be so agitated. “Fine! If you don’t want to, then just say so. Why are you so angry?”

Vivian zipped up the tent.

It seemed as though the rain was getting heavier.

Zachary had no other choice but to let Jessica go to his tent first.

Jessica clenched her fists. “Is there any space in Nathaniel’s tent?”Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Nathaniel’s sleeping with his wife and kids. Of course they have no room left.”

“I’ll go and ask.”

Zachary watched her retreating figure with a sense of puzzlement.

Meanwhile, inside the largest tent on the mountain, Elliot was urging Cecilia and Nathaniel to tell him ghost stories.

Cecilia had no idea what was going on in his mind. “Eli, those are all fake. There’s no such thing as ghosts in this world.”

“I just want to hear ghost stories,” Elliot said. Aware of Cecilia’s timid nature, he thought she might just end up in Nathaniel’s embrace.

He learned all that from television.

On television, couples would watch horror movies together. Whenever a terrifying scene would come up, they would cling to each other.

Cecilia would’ve been shocked if she knew what was going on in Elliot’s mind right now.

She was just about to humor Elliot and brush him off when a figure appeared outside the tent.

Seeing that, she gave a start.

“Nathaniel, Cecilia?” Upon hearing Jessica’s voice, Cecilia breathed a sigh of relief and told herself to stop overthinking.

Cecilia unzipped the tent.

Jessica asked, “Your tent is quite spacious. Would you mind if I stayed here for the night? I didn’t bring a tent, and Vivian won’t let me stay with her.”

Cecilia was utterly astounded by her audacity.

She was married to Nathaniel, so it was only natural for them to share a tent.

And now she’s asking to sleep in our tent?

Rendered speechless by this weirdo, Cecilia was about to say no when, surprisingly, Nathaniel spoke up.