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

Chapter 302 You Need To Have Your Own Son

Nathaniel was a man of his word. Since the two of them left City Hall, he never sought out Cecilia again, nor did he mention Cecilia to anyone around him.

At Daltonia Villa, there wasn’t a trace of light late into the night.

Crash!

The glass items within the house were shattered all over the floor.

The bodyguard immediately wanted to enter the room. “Mr. Rainsworth, are you all right?”

“Get out!”

A cold scoff echoed.

The bodyguard immediately stepped outside.

Nathaniel stood in the dining room, his hand cut by shards of glass with blood flowing freely.

He seemed oblivious to pain as he fumbled to turn on the faucet, allowing the icy–cold water to wash over his wounded hand.

Over the past few days, he didn’t just break things, he also fell quite a few times.

Fortunately, he had memorized the layout of the house, so he wouldn’t make the mistake of heading in the wrong direction again.

blood stopped flowing did Nathaniel finally turn off

all by himself and took a seat on

memory, Cecilia would sit

outside the house. Thinking it was the bodyguard coming over again, Nathaniel impatiently

door open wasn’t a bodyguard,

pitch–black interior of the room, Elena couldn’t help but furrow

sitting inside the room. Only then did

on the lights wouldn’t do a blind person

wasn’t on. Upon entering, Elena turned on the

your health seems to have improved significantly. Recently, I’ve been considering a few young ladies for you. They’re all quite wonderful, and they’ve admired you since they were children. Could you

young ladies were all just

were young and attractive, the key point being that they had no physical issues

all and found that they were all compliant

disdain as he said,

by his sudden shout telling

way to talk

true that Nathaniel had a difficult personality even before he lost

he was now shouting at

remained

respect you, you must first respect them. I won’t meet the women you mentioned. You

Nathaniel would become more agreeable

spoke kindly to Cecilia and was even more sharp–tongued and