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

Chapter 387 He Hit Me

After they washed their hands, Elliot, feigning friendliness, guided a visibly upset Nathaniel to the dining table.

“Mr. Rainsworth, now that you can’t see, do you often stumble?” Elliot asked, his tone laced with mock innocence.

“No,” Nathaniel replied curtly.

“So, you’re not really blind then?” Elliot continued, maintaining his facade of harmless curiosity.

Nathaniel was at a loss for words but responded patiently, “I’ve memorized the path, so I don’t fall.”

“I see.”

“All right, let’s cat now and chat later,” Cecilia interjected.

Eli always has so many questions.

As they took their seats at the dining table, Elliot’s eyes immediately locked onto the dish of shredded carrots. He knew he could eat it without issue, but Jonathan couldn’t. If I got Mommy’s genes, then Jon definitely got our sc*mbag daddy’s.

With a deliberate motion, Elliot picked up a portion of the shredded carrots with his fork and placed them on Nathaniel’s plate. “Mr. Rainsworth, you should eat more carrots. My teacher says they’re good for your eyes,” he remarked, a subtle edge to his seemingly innocent suggestion.

awkward position. Sensing an opportunity, he quickly added, “Eli, you silly boy,

was at a

the blind?” Elliot asked, feigning

how people used to call

quickly intervened, her tone gentle but firm. “Eli, you can’t talk like

all, Nathaniel was the children’s

focused on his meal, though his mind was already scheming. He’d continue

up to no good, especially Elliot, who was clearly making things difficult

get under his skin–but he also wasn’t the type of man to let himself be bullied without pushing

to Elliot. “Eli, could

This was the perfect chance to mess with

he replied, throwing a quick wink at Jonathan before leading Nathaniel

Elliot immediately began searching for

the door clicked shut behind him. By the time Elliot

Rainsworth, what are you doing?” Elliot asked, still pretending to

calmly, “Do you know how I deal with

knew about the boy’s health issues.

Elliot’s thoughts

threaten me? Fine, I’ll

Elliot insisted,