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

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Chapter 1505 Cassandra Causing Trouble

After Cassandra finished speaking, she slapped the lead housekeeper across the face. Then, with a swift push, she moved another person aside and walked into the house. Immediately, she saw the harmonious scene of Cecilia, Nathaniel, and their family being happy together.

A hint of jealousy was evident in Cassandra's eyes, which was swiftly followed by her launching a barrage of sarcastic remarks at Elena. "Mom, even though Nicholas and I didn't officially get our marriage certificate, I was still welcomed into the Rainsworth family with open arms. How can you deny me now?"

In truth, Elena's mind was a chaotic mess. She was well aware that Cassandra wasn't exactly a saint.

However, Nicholas' mistake was outrageous. She didn't think he'd have such a bad move.

Elena said, "Cassandra, I didn't mean it that way. You can go back to Nicholas' place. For now, I'm afraid I can't welcome you here."

After hearing that, Cassandra shamelessly took a seat. "Why aren't you welcoming me? Are you afraid I might spill all the misdeeds Nicholas has done?"

Elena was no pushover. Seeing Cassandra's refusal to back down, she couldn't help but retort sarcastically, "What exactly has my son done wrong? Make it clear."

need to spell it out?" Cassandra said, her voice loud and unapologetic. "He's fallen for his brother's

each exchanging incredulous glances, unable to

was off to the side, tending to the two children and feeling rather

further. "What are you all still staring at? Get her out of

you. After all, being cuckolded like that, I wouldn't accept it if I were a man

forcibly escorted out by

to the new home where she and Nicholas had initially

used to be her other home, but with Nicholas ignoring her, she felt as

what had transpired, brought Dahlia to Cassandra. "Ms. Cassandra, you should have seen how happy Dahlia was. Just last night, 1

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cradling the child, had confusion etched in her eyes as she hastily retreated a few steps. It seemed that Dahlia could sense her mother's dislike toward her, and she burst into tears. The sound of crying only served to increase Cassandra's impatience. "Make her stop

a loss. She didn't know how

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might be hungry. I'll go prepare some milk for her." "After feeding her, just leave. I don't want to see

feeding the child while simultaneously taking