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

Chapter 456 He Can Never Forgive Him

A significant part of Elliot’s temperament mirrored his mother, Cecilia. Martha had long been anxious that Nathaniel might not treat him kindly, so she couldn’t help but offer him a word of caution.

“Don’t worry,” Nathaniel reassured her calmly. I won’t give a kid a hard time.

Later, as Elliot stood under the shower, lost in thought, his mind was consumed with figuring out how to keep his mom away from his sc*mbag daddy. Determined to act, he made up his mind to take the initiative.

That night, when it was time for bed, Elliot clutched Cecilia’s hand tightly. “Mommy, will you sleep with me tonight?”

Cecilia, surprised by the request from her son, who had once been shy about even taking a bath with her around, instantly agreed. “Of course,” she said without hesitation.

Elliot’s face lit up with joy as his wish was granted, and he cozied up in bed next to her. When the lights went out, he wrapped his little arms around Cecilia and asked, “Mommy, where’s Mr. Reese?”

Cecilia paused for a moment. Ever since they had dinner together some time ago, Calvin hadn’t shown up or even called. “I’m not sure, Eli. Maybe he’s busy with work,” she replied, trying to brush off her own curiosity.

them, no matter how swamped he was with work. What

really miss Mr. Reese. Can you call him

out to Calvin. She, too, wondered how he was doing, so she picked up her

of Calvin’s phone echoed through the room. His friend, Yannick, picked up the phone and furrowed his

you’re just now calling? You’ve got some nerve,” Yannick said to himself, eyeing Calvin, who lay battered and bruised in a hospital bed, surrounded by medical equipment. Without a second thought, he ended the call

a married woman,” Yannick said aloud, as he placed Calvin’s phone back on the

again, only to hear the busy tone. She sighed and put her phone down, assuming he must be occupied. “He’ll call back once he sees the missed calls,” Cecilia

ignored a call from his mother

linger on the thought too long, as there was another issue pressing on his mind–his mother’s relationship with his

“I really like Mr. Reese. I’ve even told Mr. Rainsworth that Mr. Reese is my real dad. Can you think about being

taken

Mr. Reese. Would you marry

too young to understand. Marriage isn’t just about one person’s feelings. Both people have to like each

Mr. Rainsworth or Mr. Reese?” His eyes stared intently at his