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

Chapter 270 No Blood Relation

Nathaniel’s heart lifted with anticipation as he awaited Mason’s report. But Mason’s words sent a chill down his spine. “The result is, there’s no blood relation.”

No blood relation… So, Cecilia hadn’t lied to me after all Our child had died before it was born. Elliot and the other kid aren’t mine–they are hers and Calvin’s!

Nathaniel’s hand clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. His throat felt

like it was on fire.

“Got it,” he said, ending the call abruptly.

The atmosphere in the car grew icy as Nathaniel stared at the bite mark on the back of his hand, his expression hardening. He had been so convinced that Cecilia had deceived him, but now he realized just how foolish he had been.

Instead of directing the driver back to the residence, he ordered him to head to a nearby bar.

Cecilia returned home, still shaken from the day’s events. As she tried to compose herself, a phone call came in from Martha.

“Mommy!” came the cheerful voices of her children.

Jonathan and Elliot’s faces appeared on the screen, their smiles bringing Cecilia a much–needed sense of comfort.

warmly, “Jon, Eli, kisses!” She did her best to

coming back?” Elliot asked, his big eyes

smiled gently. “Just wait a little longer; I will be back

Jon and I miss you

you both too,” Cecilia replied, her heart aching

the screen, his tone mature. “Mommy, don’t forget to drink your milk tonight and take

it,” Cecilia assured

to face whatever challenges lay ahead. She knew she had to be strong. Since she

their chat, Cecilia prepared for bed. On the other side, Martha was also

to be asleep, quietly began

tracks when you left Spring Forest

smugly. “Of course. I replaced all

Including the toothbrush!

housekeeper into using his child–sized toothbrush for him. That was why, when Nathaniel had the DNA test done, it showed

prepared for every eventuality, though he hadn’t expected to actually need to use

Jonathan said

almost caught by Nathaniel,” Elliot chided, recalling the incident where Jonathan

“I didn’t expect him to be