When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 102 Who Is Your Daddy

“Given that you chose to be a celebrity, you should be aware of the amount of gossip and rumors. You’d have to face,” Nathaniel said, his voice frosty.

Upon hearing those words, Stella couldn’t help but feel disappointed. Nathaniel is just like a stone, completely heartless.

“Nathaniel, could you stay and keep me company, please? I’m begging you,” she pleaded.

She didn’t expect Nathaniel to expose her directly, saying, “I’m aware my mom wants you to have my child. Don’t entertain this idea.”

Stella was taken aback.

He continued, “Knowing your place is better than anything else.”

Having said that, he quickly walked away.

Stella watched his retreating figure, puzzled. She couldn’t understand why he was this type of man. His father fools around everywhere. Yet, he manages to remain unswayed by temptation. Elena desperately wants a grandson, but I have no opportunity to conceive.

Stella called for a doctor to treat the injury on her hand.

dialed

made, and some unconventional methods. have been utilized. They should be able to bring the child back without you having

you mean by ‘should?”

seems to be on guard. Recently, more people have been around the local hospital than usual. Dealing with those individuals might take some time, and during this

a moment. “Arrange a private jet to Erihal immediately,”

“Understood.”

the airport. Had it not been for Stella’s sudden self–harm, I would’ve been on a plane by now. Bringing the child back would eliminate any reason for Cecilia to leave, and Mother would stop pressuring

outside the VIP ward of a

ensuring no strangers approached

could even react, a group of well–trained bodyguards swooped in, swiftly muffling their screams and knocking them out before dragging their unconscious bodies

of actions only took one

hospital’s surveillance had been destroyed, and by the time the lights flickered back on, Nathaniel already had someone carry the

black presidential limousine, Nathaniel observed the boy lying on the bed, struggling with

hand, resting it

eyes. His obsidian–like pupils were

glanced around, only then realizing that he had been sleeping in the car.