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.”

now determined to teach

with. He was

decor

“What are you doing?”

moment, the ball smacked

if he had only just noticed Zachary, “I’m

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

and promptly

you do it again, I’ll give you a good

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

of how naughty a little boy could

his tomato spaghetti and got the sauce splashed all

you want me

finish his sentence, Jonathan looked at him calmly. “I know you want to hit me. Go ahead and hit me if you want even though you said

upon hearing these words, had nothing but sympathy in her

go upstairs to change

to find that his clothes were all filled with snow, which had now mostly melted into

the door. “I put the snowman in there, did you see

could rush over, Jonathan immediately retreated to his own room, closing

the 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.”