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

Chapter 453 A Confrontation In The Snow

Paula stood impatiently in the accumulating snow. When Cecilia finally arrived, Paula was initially taken aback, her gaze quickly shifting to Elliot with evident confusion.

Who is this child?

Paula didn’t recognize Elliot, but Elliot had already done his research. With just one glance, he knew she was his grandmother. A flash of anger swept through his eyes, and he subtly clenched. his fists.

This old hag nearly caused Mommy to die. I must teach her a lesson.

Paula noticed the resentment in the child’s eyes, which puzzled her. Why would such a young boy look at me with such spite?

Unfazed, Paula briskly walked toward the trio. Cecilia instinctively stepped in front of Elliot, shielding him. “Elliot, you and Mr. Rainsworth should go inside. I have some things to take care of,” she said firmly.

Nathaniel had also heard the approaching footsteps but had no idea who it was. Elliot, understanding that it wouldn’t be wise to misbehave in front of his mother, turned to Nathaniel and said, “Mr. Rainsworth, let’s head inside.”

nodded, his expression

Nathaniel asked, “Who was

know her,” he replied, careful not to reveal too

his brows, sensing that something was off. He decided

the entrance, Paula looked at Cecilia, who was burdened with a blind husband, a

my advice, and now look at the life

grudges. “Did you come here for something?” she asked, her tone

small talk would get her nowhere, Paula got straight to the point. “I’m here to warn you to stay away from Nicholas. He’s

of someone else. The memory of the recent engagement party flashed in her mind, and she became increasingly curious whether Cassandra was truly

married to Nathaniel, so I’m part of the Rainsworth family. How do you

her difficult to control. Paula, accustomed to having her

was quicker. She caught Paula’s

you still think you can hit me whenever you please? I’ve long since returned the life you gave me, and I’m no longer your daughter,” Cecilia said, her voice steady as she let go of Paula’s

high heels, stumbled backward, nearly falling into the snow. Once she regained her balance, she scoffed, “You claim you’re not my daughter, but my blood