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

Chapter 588 I Do Not Have A Wife

Elena was taken aback once more.

“What?”

Elliot let out a sigh. “I miss my mommy and daddy so much. They must be longing to see me right now. You have a son too, right? If your son was in the hospital and you weren’t allowed to see him, wouldn’t you be heartbroken?”

Elliot hadn’t seen Cecilia all day. It was only when he asked the bodyguard that he discovered Nathaniel had ordered that no one could see him without his permission.

He started to despise Nathaniel again..

Listening to the seemingly endless wisdom spilling from Elliot’s lips, Elena was both amused and annoyed.

From his words, it was clear that he had no idea Nathaniel was his father.

Elena clenched her fists in secret, her disdain for Cecilia growing even more.

“Eli, Mr. Rainsworth is your real father.”

Now, Elliot understood her true intentions. “You’re lying.”

He couldn’t be bothered to continue indulging Elena. Picking up the toys she had brought over, he tossed them back at her one by one.

“Eli, how could you throw things at

“You’re a bad person!”

chased away by

Nathaniel and Nicholas were exceptionally well–behaved when they

how to teach kids,” Elena said unhappily

these days. really doesn’t know how to raise children. You were so dedicated when you brought up Mr. Nathaniel

educate her grandson, so she

arrange for a specialized medical team. He’s not young anymore, his health isn’t great, and he needs to study. You

was seated in his office chair, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I have my

thrown all your principles to the wind after losing your

returned quite some time ago,” Nathaniel said at a

how she had let Nicholas take over his work.

“Whydan’t! tell me?”

“Is this really important?”

Elena was speechless.

about to explain why she had asked Nicholas to take his place at Orion Corporation when he interrupted, “Don’t call me unless

he

had not made a single phone call

that she was staying in

who said there were a few parts of the composition he didn’t quite

it was only seven in the evening, Cecilia arranged