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.

Mr. Rainsworth’s clothes and personal

hardened. Ernest had been right–Elena was determined to have her take care of Nathaniel,

“Where’s Nathaniel?” Cecilia demanded.

his attention to

interrupted, blocking their path.

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, as I’m sure Mr. Ernest has made clear, you

over. She felt trapped, with no good options

pleaded. “He’s been isolating himself, refusing to let anyone near. He’s deeply hurt, and he

Cecilia. It was the first time anyone in

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 tell

for words, unable to offer her

heavy clothing, appeared more fragile than ever. The sight of her standing

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

had said the same thing back then–Daltonia Villa was his home, and none of her things were allowed inside. Now, she was enforcing the same rule on

the somewhat shabby