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

Chapter 1144 He Bit Me

“Ah!” The sharp pain finally hit Cassandra, making her cry out in agony, “Ouch, you little brat! How dare you bite me!”

In a fit of rage, she raised her hand, fully intending to strike Elliot.

Cecilia, watching this unfold, would never let anyone lay a hand on his son. He immediately stepped forward, grabbing Cassandra’s arm to stop her. Neither of them had the advantage, as both women were pregnant, and the tension only heightened the struggle.

Elliot, meanwhile, was still fiercely biting down on Cassandra’s arm, his grip unyielding. Blood filled his mouth, but his eyes were cold, showing none of his usual sweet charm

The mansion’s housekeeper, witnessing the chaos, stood frozen in place. They were unsure whether to step in or simply watch, clearly unsure how to handle the situation.

Upstairs, Elena had just begun to change her clothes when the piercing scream from below reached her ears. She hurried downstairs, arriving just in time to see the mess–Cecilia and Cassandra locked in a physical confrontation, and Elliot still clamped down on Cassandra’s arm like a vice.

“What’s going on here?” Elena’s sharp voice cut through the tension.

exhaling a sigh

was a bloody mess, and the bite marks showed just how hard Elliot had sunk

tirade, Elliot was the first to speak his eyes brimming with tears. “Grandma Elena, she said my dad turned into a fool! She called him an

flustered, unable to react as

her eyes narrowing. There was an unmistakable sharpness in her expression. “Cassandra, is this really how you, as his aunt,

without defending herself, immediately showed off the wound on her arm. “Mom, look at this! He bit me! He’s out of

favor. “Cassandra, if you hadn’t spoken so poorly of his father in front of him, why would he have reacted like

her throbbing arm, but continued, “But you–what kind of child are you raising? He bites at the first sign of trouble! Honestly, I’m the victim here. If this were someone else, they would’ve put an end to his behavior a

silently endured Cassandra’s complaints, her patience wearing thin as Cassandra continued to push her luck. Finally,

unquestionable. “One is my son, and the other is my grandson Who are you to meddle

if the wedding was called off, it

was only speaking the truth. And besides, I’m carrying a Rainsworth

tail end of the