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

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Chapter 1148 Teach That Brat A Proper Lesson "Eli you're a big kid now. You should be sleeping on your own," Cecilia said gently, but this time, she didn't agree to Elliot's request.

She was heavily pregnant and finding it more and more difficult to sleep, so sharing the bed with her energetic little boy was out of the question. For the first time, Cecilia rejected Elliot's plea, and the young boy didn't quite know how to react. "Mommy..." Elliot began, hoping to plead his case with a pout, but Cecilia cut him off before he could go any further. "That's enough, Eli. No girl likes a boy who cries," she said, trying to be firm but loving at the stime.

Left with no other choice, Elliot sighed in defeat. He clutched his small pillow tightly and retreated back to his own room, looking dejected.

However, his mind remained uneasy. He couldn't shake the feeling that something might go wrong, so he picked up his wristwatch phone and called Jonathan. "Jon, you don't think anything bad will happen to Mommy tonight, do you?" Elliot asked, his voice full of concern.

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Jonathan's response was calm and logical. "It's too early for anything to happen. Mommy's only just gone to the Rainsworth residence, and Grandma Elena is there too. They won't make any moves this soon." Hearing this, Elliot breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good" With his worries eased, Elliot finally managed to get ssleep.

The next morning, Elliot woke up early, immediately thinking about his mother. He wanted to check on her to make sure everything was okay.

Cecilia, however, was already awake. She hadn't slept much, likely because she wasn't used to the unfamiliar bed. "Eli, you're up. Go freshen up, and let's head to Grandma's for breakfast," she said with a smile.

Elena, perhaps afraid they'd feel uncomfortable with the new environment, had sent someone to invite them over for breakfast. She was eager to fill her hwith sliveliness, especially after all the tension surrounding the family.

"Okay," Elliot agreed cheerfully.

By the tthey arrived at Elena's, Nicholas and Cassandra had already returned Cassandra's arm, still sore from the bite she received from Elliot, was wrapped up from her hospital visit.

Every tshe saw the little boy, a dull pain reminded her of the incident. She couldn't believe that someone had dared to hurt her like that..

Once I marry Nicholas, I swear I'll teach that brat a proper lesson! Also, I need to settle the score for that beating Magnus had to take! Nicholas, noticing Elliot standing by Cecilia, called out to him gently, "Eli, csit with me." At the sight of Nicholas, Elliot froze. Fear surged through him. There was something about Nicholas that made Elliot uneasy. It was as if seeing him reminded her of sterrible ghost.

"No, thank you," Elliot mumbled nervously. "I'll sit with Mommy." Nicholas didn't seem bothered by the rejection and simply responded with a calm, “All right.” Elena, noticing the odd tension between them, couldn't help but tease Elliot, "Elliot, don't you think your Uncle Nicholas looks a lot like your dad? Why didn't you mix them both up?" Elliot wanted to believe he had mistaken Nicholas for someone else, but the dark aura surrounding him was undeniable. Even if Nicholas turned to ashes, Elliot was sure he'd still recognize him. There was no mistaking that presence.

"Well, Daddy is sick, but Uncle Nicholas isn't," Elliot explained simply.

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Elena chuckled, patting Elliot on the back. "So smart," she said, clearly amused.

Cassandra, on the other hand, didn't seem impressed. She scoffed inwardly. Was this supposed to be clever? My future child would During breakfast, Elliot kept his head down, sitting between Elena and Cecilia, silently eating his meal without daring to glance at Nicholas. Nicholas, however, occasionally cast his gaze toward the boy.

"Eli, Nicholas said suddenly, his voice calm but probing "Are you afraid of me?" Elliot looked up quickly, his face breaking into a forced grin. “Of course not. You savedonce. Why would I be afraid of you?"

Elena laughed heartily, placing a hand on Nicholas' arm. “See, Nicholas? You and Nathaniel look so much alike. Eli adores Nathaniel, so how could he possibly be afraid of you?" Nicholas chuckled softly at her words but didn't push the matter any further.

Cassandra, watching the lighthearted exchange, felt an overwhelming sense of bitterness Xise within her.

She felt like an outsider, disconnected from the warmth and joy shared by the family. Once breakfast was over, Cassandra stood up, taking Nicholas by the hand. "Nicholas, don't go to the office today. Let's go pick out swedding photos together." Nicholas gave her a patient smile. “You can choose the photos, Cassandra." Cassandra frowned. "No, I want you to cwith me.

As Elena watched the scene unfold, she couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia. In the past, she hadn'tm been fond of Cecilia, but now, comparing her to Cassandra, she realized Cecilia was far more graceful. Back when she married Nathaniel, things hadn't been this complicated.

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