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

Chapter 138 Stop Wasting Your Efforts

Nathaniel’s face darkened considerably as he promptly let go of Elliot.

Wasn’t this child too timid?

“Mister, please don’t hit me! I didn’t do it on purpose… I’m scared…”

Upon hearing the child’s cries from within the room, the nannies outside initially assumed that their employer had done something to him.

The nanny who had taken care of Elliot earlier even risked being fired and boldly swung the door open.

“Mr. Rainsworth, the boy is still so young, so you shouldn’t hit him!”

After she entered, only then did she notice the yellow stains on Nathaniel’s white shirt…

Realizing what it was, the nanny averted her gaze in embarrassment.

Elliot

ntinued to pester the silent Nathaniel, “Mister, are you mad at me? Why aren’t : speaking? When will you let me see Mommy?”

you

gently setting the boy back onto the bed before swiftly heading toward the

the bathroom, he scrubbed himself over and over again. The thought of that annoying brat’s face made him wish he could

a gentle person like Cecilia have given birth to

later, Nathaniel emerged again, completely refreshed

nanny cautiously approached him. “Mr. Rainsworth, Eli has stopped crying. He also asked. me to apologize to you on his behalf, saying he’s sorry. He also promised to behave from now

the nanny had said all this,

And what’s up with him pleading with Mr. Rainsworth not to kill him? It feels like I know something I

was also

No wonder that little rascal was scared out of

“Understood.”

didn’t have time to bicker with a

nanny

nanny let out a sigh of relief, but she was still puzzled by the words that Elliot

the room, Elliot listened to the sound of Nathaniel’s car driving

were born, their mother had to deal with their accidents countless times. Was Nathaniel really unable to

daddy comes over, he’s

thoughts in mind, Elliot didn’t want to leave so

the moment anyway. During this period, he would take the opportunity to rest and recuperate, enjoying the benefits provided by his biological father – be it food or clothes. He would also

his thoughts lingering on how he had recently been urinated on.

the bodyguard, “Where

at Daltonia