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.

when the blood stopped flowing did Nathaniel finally turn off the

living room all by himself and

Cecilia would sit

Thinking it was the bodyguard

one who pushed the door open wasn’t a

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

speaking, she saw Nathaniel sitting inside the room. Only

wouldn’t do

on. Upon entering, Elena turned on the heater before making her

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

ladies were all just

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

and found that they were all

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

was startled by his sudden shout telling

any way to talk to your

had a difficult personality even before he lost his memory, he had never once raised

his memory, he was now shouting

expression remained

must first respect them.

that Nathaniel would become more agreeable after he lost

spoke kindly to Cecilia and was even more sharp–tongued and irritable. toward