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.

Nathaniel finally turn off the

walked into the living room all by himself and took a seat

remnants of his memory, Cecilia would sit here, waiting for him to come home

echoed from outside the house. Thinking it was the bodyguard coming

door open wasn’t a bodyguard, but rather,

interior of the room, Elena couldn’t help but furrow her brows.

the room. Only then did she belatedly realize

all, switching on the lights wouldn’t do

entering, Elena turned on the heater before making her way to Nathaniel’s

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 possibly make some time to meet them

all just

and attractive, the key point

all and found that they were all

full of icy disdain as he said, “Didn’t

by his sudden shout telling

this any way to

before he lost his memory, he had never

his memory, he

remained utterly

them. I won’t meet the women you mentioned. You may leave

that Nathaniel would become more

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