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

Chapter 1145 Still Pretending

Back inside the mansion, Elena knelt down beside Elliot, gently stroking his hair as she tried to calm him. “Sweetie, don’t cry. Your dad is just sick. He’ll get better soon, I promise.”

Elliot, though young, wasn’t naive. He knew she was only saying that to comfort him. But, deciding to play along, he sniffled and nodded, trying to appear like any other ordinary child.

“Really? Can I see my dad? I want to know how he’s doing now.”

Elena hesitated, glancing over at Cecilia for guidance. “Ceci, what do you think?” she

Cecilia smiled reassuringly. “After dinner, we can go see your dad,” she suggested.

e asked softly.

Elena, still unaware that Nathaniel was pretending, nodded in agreement. “Yes, let’s do that,” she said, finalizing the plan with Cecilia’s lead.

Elliot’s tears dried up as soon as he got confirmation. He immediately perked up and obediently started eating his dinner, excitement bubbling beneath the surface. He could finally check on his father and see for himself how things were going.

After dinner. Elena took Elliot and Cecilia to visit Nathaniel. He was staying in his old residence, now under the care of his previous housekeepers, and his living conditions were far more comfortable than they had been at the mansion.

window, staring out at the landscape in a dazed

Nathaniel eaten yet?” Elena asked one of

eaten,” the housekeeper

clearly relieved that he was taking

vacant. Could this be the aftereffect of his surgery? The

called out

Elliot’s hand. “Elliot, your dad needs his rest right now. Let’s not disturb him today,

reluctantly agreed. “All right then,” he said, taking a

few more lingering glances at his father, Elliot allowed Cecilia to lead him away. Later, once Elliot was out of sight, Cecilia returned to Nathaniel’s

her brow furrowed in concern. Just as she was about to test whether he was still playing dumb, Nathaniel’s hand shot out,

voice serious, his gaze meeting hers with clarity–no longer the vacant stare

surprise. “Why are you

see who was truly concerned about me when I was vulnerable, and who was

the little “wedding gift” he had planned for his younger brother. After all, he wasn’t sure if Cecilia still had any lingering feelings for

right. Just tell me what you need

to cooperate?” Nathaniel’s mind briefly wandered back to the earlier incident with Elliot. “We need to keep a closer eye on our sons in the future. They’re not as