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

Chapter 393 Nathaniel Is Going Back Alone

On this New Year’s Day, the Rainsworth family had organized only a private feast. Besides a few direct relatives, no one else was invited. Nevertheless, the manor was bustling with activity.

Niel Rainsworth, the patriarch of the family, sat at the head of the table, attentively peeling apples for his great–grandson, Felix, showering him with affection.

Felix, with an air of haughty aloofness, pointed at a bead bracelet held by a middle–aged man and demanded, “Great–grandpa, I want that one.”

The middle–aged man, Niel’s brother’s son, held the bracelet close and replied reluctantly, “Felix, isn’t this toy. If you really like it, I can send you a box of new ones tomorrow.”

He had spent eight years crafting this bead bracelet; there was no way he’d give it to a spoiled. child.

“No. I want this one… Please, Great–Grandpa…” the boy persisted.

Niel quickly patted his great–grandson’s hand, reassuring him, “All right, all right.”

He then cast a sidelong glance at the middle–aged man, who, though clearly reluctant, handed the bead bracelet over to the four–year–old.

Felix barely touched the bracelet before tossing it to the ground, where the beads shattered and scattered across the floor. “This is no fun. What a lousy thing,” he declared dismissively.

toward the only heir of the Rainsworth family. With Niel being the sole bearer of

and

cool yet gentle

the man who resembled Nathaniel, Felix

expression darkened at the sight of

the past few months, Nicholas had deceived

the others followed suit. Niel, growing increasingly impatient since Nathaniel had yet to appear, asked Elena,

his way,”

impersonated and even willingly transfer

Nathaniel was returning alone to the Rainsworth residence, he

the Rainsworth family were

to them now,”

Mason was

uneasy. Nathaniel’s blindness left him vulnerable, and with so many people he had offended in the past, he was concerned that they might

the office, considering who could assist in

could only think of Cecilia. As Nathaniel’s wife, she was one of the few people; with the privilege to