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

Chapter 256 The Naughty Child

Had it not been for Cecilia, Nathaniel never would have imagined that the person who claimed to have saved his mother’s life would turn out to be an imposter.

Naturally, he didn’t bother to check.

As for Stella’s personal life, he never cared about it, so it was never an issue.

When Stella was taken away, he felt a gut–wrenching pain in his heart, as if he had lost his mind.

From his vantage point on the second floor, Mason found himself witnessing a side of Stella, who was usually gentle, he had never seen before.

At Seabay Villa, Jonathan was idly lounging in his room.

He knew that his mother and younger brother had left Tudela; it was just a shame that Zachary was still unwilling to let him go.

Since he is so fond of treating others as his son, it is only fair to let him experience what it feels like to be a father for a few days.

Bang! A loud noise echoed from the second floor.

Downstairs in the living room, Zachary was still chatting with Darren. Both of them seemed somewhat surprised..

Before he could even react, another series of noises echoed continuously. Bang! Bang! Bang!

Darren’s eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “Having a child. does make one’s life different.”

Zachary set down the wine glass he was holding.

“Since Nathaniel isn’t coming, you’re on your own.”

determined to teach

his way upstairs, Jonathan somehow managed to find a volleyball to play with. He was having a great time, although it

porcelain decor in

“What are you doing?”

moment, the ball smacked right at his

had only

angry, he calmly said, “You might not be aware, but children at this

volleyball and promptly

do it

aching face, reflecting on how fortunate he was to be only four or five years old. If he were any older, he feared he might have been disfigured

initially thought that was the extent of how naughty a little boy

mealtime that Jonathan was stirring his tomato spaghetti and got the sauce splashed all over

want

him calmly. “I know you want to hit me. Go ahead and hit me if

words, had nothing but

go upstairs to change

that his clothes were

put the snowman in there, did you see it? I wanted to give you

to his own

he casually picked up a book

An hour later.

“Mr. Zachary?”

“What’s the matter?”

“I can’t sleep.”

“Then don’t sleep.”