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

Chapter 306 Reluctant Reunion

Ernest turned to see who had arrived. Mason stepped out of the luxury car, followed by bodyguards and housekeepers carrying various items.

Without another word, Ernest got into his car and left.

Meanwhile, Martha, emerged from the house, her gait unsteady due to the commotion outside. Upon seeing Mason and his entourage, she hurriedly asked, “Who are they?”

Concerned that Martha might catch a cold, Cecilia quickly reassured her. “Martha, go back inside and rest. I’ll handle this.”

“Okay.” Martha nodded, her back hunched as she slowly made her way back to her room. With the front door secured, Cecilia approached Mason and his group, noting the absence of Nathaniel.

The moment Mason caught sight of the dilapidated house, he broke out in a cold sweat on behalf of his boss.

Mr. Rainsworth has been pampered since birth. How did he get used to living here?

“Mr. Sanders what’s going on?” Cecilia questioned.

bring all of Mr. Rainsworth’s clothes and personal items here,” Mason

hardened. Ernest had been right–Elena was determined to have her take

“Where’s Nathaniel?” Cecilia demanded.

directing his

interrupted, blocking their path.

she expects you to return to Daltonia Villa

boiled over. She felt trapped, with no good options

“He’s been isolating himself, refusing to let anyone near. He’s deeply hurt, and he regrets everything. You may not know this, but he bought back Smith Corporation’s building

her as “Mrs. Rainsworth” struck a nerve in Cecilia. It was the first time anyone in Nathaniel’s circle

member of the Rainsworth family now that he’s in trouble. Only after he lost his sight do I hear others call me Mrs. Rainsworth. And now you tell me he loves me, just when I’ve stopped loving him. If you were in my shoes, how would you

for words, unable to offer her any

snowflakes gently fell around them, Cecilia, despite her heavy clothing, appeared more fragile than ever. The sight of her

come if he wants, but this is my house, not his,” Cecilia declared firmly. “He’s not

the Rainsworth family, she was only allowed a single suitcase of personal belongings. Nathaniel had said the same thing back

wanted to argue, looking at the somewhat shabby old