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.

the blood stopped flowing did Nathaniel finally turn

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

sit here, waiting for him to come home

the house. Thinking it was the bodyguard coming over

who pushed the door open wasn’t a bodyguard, but rather,

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

Nathaniel sitting inside the room. Only then did she

lights wouldn’t do a

wasn’t on. Upon entering,

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

all

and attractive, the key point being that they

that

as he said, “Didn’t you hear what I said? Get

sudden shout telling her

way to

was true that Nathaniel had a difficult personality even before he lost his memory, he had never once

lost his memory, he was now shouting

remained utterly

them.

Nathaniel would become more agreeable after he

Cecilia and was even