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.

had always made time for them, no matter how

miss Mr. Reese.

it had been quite a while since she last reached out to Calvin. She, too, wondered how he was doing, so she

room. His friend,

lay battered and bruised in a hospital bed,

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 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

wasn’t buving it. Calvin had never ignored a call from his mother before. What on

linger on the thought too long, as there was another

told Mr. Rainsworth that Mr.

was taken

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

you’re too young to understand. Marriage isn’t just about one

like Mr. Rainsworth or Mr. Reese?” His eyes stared intently