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.

matter how swamped he was with work. What changed recently?

Mr. Reese.

been quite a while since she last reached out to Calvin. She, too, wondered how he was doing, so she picked up her phone and dialed

echoed through the room. His friend, Yannick, picked up the phone and furrowed his brows when he saw the name

said to himself, eyeing Calvin, who lay battered and bruised in a hospital bed, surrounded by

I’ve got to say it–you deserve someone better. You shouldn’t be tangled up with a married woman,” Yannick said aloud, as he placed Calvin’s phone back

She sighed and put her phone down, assuming he must be occupied. “He’ll call

never ignored a

there was another issue pressing on his mind–his

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

was taken

Mr. Rainsworth, Mommy. I like Mr. Reese. Would you marry him. and let

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

to reply, “So, do you like Mr. Rainsworth or Mr. Reese?” His eyes stared intently