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.

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

right–Elena was determined to have her take care of Nathaniel, even threatening

“Where’s Nathaniel?” Cecilia demanded.

his attention to the staff, who began moving items toward the

blocking their path. “Nathaniel can’t stay

looked troubled. “Mdm. Elena made it clear–if you don’t allow him to stay here, she expects you to return to Daltonia Villa to take care of him. And if you refuse,

over. She felt trapped, with no good

Smith–no, Mrs. Rainsworth–please, take care of Mr. Rainsworth,” he pleaded. “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 and even rebuilt it

time anyone in Nathaniel’s circle had addressed her as such. She couldn’t help but let out

are so cruel. All these years of marriage, and I’ve only been recognized as a 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

at a loss for words, unable to

more fragile than ever. The sight

he wants, but this is my house, not his,” Cecilia declared firmly. “He’s not allowed to bring a single

a single suitcase of personal belongings. Nathaniel had said the same thing back then–Daltonia Villa was his

to argue, looking at the somewhat shabby old