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

Chapter 188 Do You Hate Me Too

Elena assumed that Nathaniel had brought the child home and never disclosed it to anyone else due to the fact that the mother might be someone unpresentable to the public.

Nathaniel felt somewhat helpless.

Is she still willing to acknowledge the child if it isn’t mine?

“Don’t concern yourself with this matter.”

Once he finished speaking, he promptly hung up the phone.

Ill at ease still, Nathaniel couldn’t help but flip through his phone’s photo gallery.

Inside his hidden album, there were three photos.

One was Cecilia’s medical report after she got pregnant. Another was a picture of Elliot. The last one was a photo capturing the silhouette of a young, innocent girl.

His attention lingered on the photo of Elliot as he studied it intently.

Is he really Calvin’s son?

He was somewhat skeptical, yet he didn’t dare to get someone to verify it.

was confirmed that he had no relation to the child, all his hopes would be

better not

up the phone, unaware that Elena had already been overwhelmed with joy on

what, I must find

call, Elena instructed her personal secretary

many people in her network she needed,

she yearned for a grandson was not solely

reassure the elders of the Rainsworth family that there was nothing wrong with

to a set of twins. However, her younger son was diagnosed with a genetic disorder right after his birth. Upon learning about the situation, her mother–in–law

the Rainsworth family, the elders of the Rainsworth family started treating her a bit

talking about Nathaniel not having a child. They speculated that there might be some health issues preventing

she could admit to having

agony with Nathaniel.

light was still on. As she pushed open the door and stepped in, she saw Nathaniel, dressed in casual clothes, sitting on the couch under

his head, continuing to flip through his book. However, his thoughts had long since wandered

her

saw the flowers outside.

had seen the flowers in the morning, but she

closed the book in his hands, slightly lifting his head. He faced Cecilia as he

yet his eyes were

noticed something was off with him, yet she couldn’t pinpoint what was