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.

of Mr. Rainsworth’s clothes and personal items

have her take

“Where’s Nathaniel?” Cecilia demanded.

his attention to the staff, who began moving items toward

Cecilia interrupted, blocking their path.

Villa to take care of him. And if you refuse,

boiled over. She felt trapped,

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

nerve in Cecilia. It was the first time anyone in Nathaniel’s circle had addressed her as such. She couldn’t help

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

for words, unable to offer her

heavy clothing, appeared more fragile than ever. The sight of her standing there, resolute yet weary, forced

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

only allowed a single suitcase of personal belongings. Nathaniel had said the same thing back then–Daltonia Villa was his home, and none of her things

the somewhat shabby old brick