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.

aback by his brother’s cunning move to put their father in an awkward position. Sensing an opportunity, he quickly added, “Eli, you silly

a

the blind?” Elliot asked, feigning confusion with

the word “blind,” echoing how people used to call Cecilia “deaf” right in front of

firm. “Eli, you can’t talk like that.

was the children’s

that Cecilia was slightly upset, Elliot immediately focused on his meal, though his mind was already scheming. He’d continue

was fully aware that the two rascals were up to no good, especially Elliot, who was

to heart–he wouldn’t let a child’s antics get under his skin–but he also wasn’t the type of man to let himself

to Elliot. “Eli, could you escort

the perfect chance to

he replied, throwing a quick wink at Jonathan before leading

for a stool,

clicked shut behind him. By the time Elliot realized what was happening, he was already hoisted off the ground, dangling in Nathaniel’s

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

calmly, “Do you know how I deal with naughty

physically harm Elliot, for he knew about the boy’s health issues. However, he could still make his

thoughts raced.

me? Fine, I’ll

boy,” Elliot