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

Chapter 325 Can He Be My Dad

Before leaving, Cecilia gave Nathaniel a stern lecture. Nathaniel, in his current state, allowed her to scold him without the slightest hint of anger. His dark, obsidian eyes simply looked at her with an innocent gaze.

Even though she knew he couldn’t see her, Cecilia couldn’t help but feel a pang of anxiety.

At the hospital, Elliot learned from his brother that their father was now living at home. A few days ago, he had been in a car accident, gone blind, and, to top it all off, someone had even stolen. his identity.

“He had it coming,” Elliot declared, his voice filled with righteous indignation.

Jonathan, on the phone call, echoed the sentiment, “Yes, he deserves this.”

“It’s just a pity we weren’t the ones who got to him first,” Elliot sighed.

Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he said to Jonathan with excitement, “Jon, Mr. Reese and Mommy are coming to visit me today. I want them to be together. What do you think?”

Both brothers knew well how Calvin treated their mother, especially when they were abroad. Calvin was nothing like their sc*mbag daddy–he didn’t have any ex–girlfriends, and he and their mom were childhood sweethearts. It seemed like a perfect match.

Elliot also knew that Martha had a soft spot for Calvin.

on the other end of the line. After a

just too shy to admit it. Don’t worry, I’ll break the ice between them today,” Elliot said

“All right.”

the phone, Elliot lay back on the hospital bed, waiting impatiently for Cecilia and Calvin to

noon, Calvin and Cecilia arrived, one after the other, and Elliot immediately turned on the charm. “Mommy, why won’t you let me stay with you at home? I feel so lonely here all by myself.

heart melted. She felt an overwhelming sense of pity

Sweetie,” she said, her voice

due to Elliot’s frail condition, it would be best to keep him in the hospital, where he could be under constant observation

embrace her. “Mommy, can you and Mr. Reese take me out

Calvin, who stood nearby.

time

I appreciate your help,” Cecilia

Elliot into a fresh set of clothes and took him by the hand

they were leaving the hospital, Elliot suddenly stopped, his gaze fixed on a family of three not far away–a father holding his daughter while his wife walked beside him, the three of them sharing a tender

“Mommy…”

wrong?” Cecilia asked, crouching down

dad too,” Elliot said

over her. She didn’t know how to respond. The two children had rarely, if ever, expressed such a desire to her, and hearing it now made