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

Chapter 603 Blind Man And Deaf Woman

through the bedroom window in

The weather had unexpectedly warmed, and sunlight strew outside had melted, leaving only soft, golden specks. By the time Cecilia awoke, most of the faint traces behind.

She glanced at the clock–it was already nine in the morning. Today was the day she would visit the hospital to have her bandages removed.

Just as Cecilia was about to leave the house after getting everything ready for Elliot, he grabbed. her hand, stopping her in her tracks. “Mommy, Mr. Rainsworth is really my daddy, isn’t he?” he asked, his voice small but insistent.

Cecilia knew this moment would come eventually. With a deep breath, she nodded. “Yes.”

“Mommy, I have a daddy now. I’m not an unwanted child anymore, right?” Elliot’s eyes sparkled with hope.

The words “unwanted child” hit Cecilia like a wave of guilt, stirring a deep discomfort within her. She came to realize just how much her sons had suffered alongside her over the years.

“Of course, you and Jon have a daddy and a mommy,” she said.

Elliot replied, “Mommy, when you come back from the hospital today, let’s go visit Jon at the kindergarten with Daddy. It will be a nice surprise for him.”

of how Nathaniel had been giving her the cold shoulder and wondered whether

Pausing, she explained, “Daddy might be

he has time in the afternoon,” Elliot stated matter–of–factly. Cecilia found herself in a difficult position, unable to either

please,” Elliot pleaded,

said with resignation,

wait for you and Daddy to come home,” Elliot said,

she watched Elliot so readily accept Nathaniel as his father and start calling him “Daddy.” It felt as though

Rainsworth family would treat both brothers well. They deserved the chance

After confirming that her wounds

skin–a harsh reminder of

later to fully heal. Otherwise, the scan will remain for life” the doctor said, glancing at Cecilia’s once–beautiful face now marked

instinctively mrying to hide the

her face marred by a terrifying scar. She couldn’t help but make a sarcastic read. “Well well.

Cecilia. “Ew. Mommy, her face

curled into a sly smile as she advised her son, “Remember, darling, we must avoid doing wrong. If we don’t, karma might

that Miranda’s way of educating her child would eventually lead to