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.”

was now determined to teach

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

piece of porcelain decor in the house had

“What are you doing?”

next moment, the ball smacked right

surprise, as if he had only just

said, “You might not be

up the volleyball and promptly tossed it out

really wasn’t aware, but if you do it again, I’ll give

reflecting on how fortunate he was to be only four or five years old. If he were any older, he feared

that was the extent of how

mealtime that Jonathan was stirring his tomato spaghetti and got the

want me

know you want to hit me. Go ahead and hit me if you want even though you

by, upon hearing these words, had nothing but sympathy

only go upstairs to change

was shocked to find that his clothes were all filled with snow,

at the door. “I put the snowman in there, did you see it? I wanted to give you a

immediately retreated to his own room, closing

bed, he casually picked up a book and began to

An hour later.

“Mr. Zachary?”

“What’s the matter?”

“I can’t sleep.”

“Then don’t sleep.”