When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 325 Can He Be My Dad

Before leaving, Cecilia gave Nathaniel a stern lecture. Nathaniel, in his current state, allowed her to scold him without the slightest hint of anger. His dark, obsidian eyes simply looked at her with an innocent gaze.

Even though she knew he couldn’t see her, Cecilia couldn’t help but feel a pang of anxiety.

At the hospital, Elliot learned from his brother that their father was now living at home. A few days ago, he had been in a car accident, gone blind, and, to top it all off, someone had even stolen. his identity.

“He had it coming,” Elliot declared, his voice filled with righteous indignation.

Jonathan, on the phone call, echoed the sentiment, “Yes, he deserves this.”

“It’s just a pity we weren’t the ones who got to him first,” Elliot sighed.

Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he said to Jonathan with excitement, “Jon, Mr. Reese and Mommy are coming to visit me today. I want them to be together. What do you think?”

Both brothers knew well how Calvin treated their mother, especially when they were abroad. Calvin was nothing like their sc*mbag daddy–he didn’t have any ex–girlfriends, and he and their mom were childhood sweethearts. It seemed like a perfect match.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Elliot also knew that Martha had a soft spot for Calvin.

Jonathan, however, fell silent on the other end of the line. After a moment, he finally asked, “Would Mommy agree?”

“Mommy definitely likes Mr. Reese, she’s just too shy to admit it. Don’t worry, I’ll break the ice between them today,” Elliot said with confidence.

“All right.”

After hanging up the phone, Elliot lay back on the hospital bed, waiting impatiently for Cecilia and Calvin to arrive.

Around noon, Calvin and Cecilia arrived, one after the other, and Elliot immediately turned on the charm. “Mommy, why won’t you let me stay with you at home? I feel so lonely here all by myself. I miss you, Jon, and Grandma Martha…”

Looking into Elliot’s teary eyes, Cecilia’s heart melted. She felt an overwhelming sense of pity for him.

“I’m sorry, Sweetie,” she said, her voice full of regret.

The doctor had recommended that, due to Elliot’s frail condition, it would be best to keep him in the hospital, where he could be under constant observation and have his illness managed until surgery.

Elliot reached out to embrace her. “Mommy, can you and Mr. Reese take me out to play today?” he asked, his voice pleading.

Cecilia couldn’t bring herself to say no. She glanced over at Calvin, who stood nearby. “Calvin, are you busy this afternoon?” she asked.

“I’m not busy. I can spend time with Eli,” Calvin replied without hesitation.

“Thank you. I appreciate your help,” Cecilia said, relieved.

After speaking with the nurse, Cecilia changed Elliot into a fresh set of clothes and took him by the hand as they prepared to leave.

As they were leaving the hospital, Elliot suddenly stopped, his gaze fixed on a family of three not far away–a father holding his daughter while his wife walked beside him, the three of them sharing a tender moment.

“Mommy…”

“What’s wrong?” Cecilia asked, crouching down to meet his eyes.

“I want a dad too,” Elliot said softly, his voice filled with longing.

Cecilia’s throat tightened, and she felt a sudden wave of helplessness wash over her. She didn’t know how to respond. The two children had rarely, if ever, expressed such a desire to her, and hearing it now made her heart ache in a way she hadn’t expected.

Before she could think of what to say, Elliot suddenly reached out and grabbed Calvin’s hand. “Mommy,” he pleaded, “can you let Mr. Reese be my dad?”

Cecilia’s heart raced, shifting from sorrow to embarrassment in an instant. “Eli, we can’t do this…” she began, but before she could finish, Calvin scooped Elliot up into his arms with a natural, fatherly warmth.

“Let’s not upset him today. It’s rare that we get to spend time together,” Calvin said gently, trying to diffuse the tension.

Elliot noticed how understanding Calvin was and immediately cried out, “Daddy, I miss you so much! I finally have a dad…”

“I’m sorry I was late,” Calvin replied, playing along with a smile.

As Cecilia walked beside them, hearing those words made her feel a deep, unsettling sorrow. She couldn’t shake the guilt–she felt as if she had deprived her children of even the smallest semblance of paternal love all these years.

Holding tightly onto Calvin, Elliot continued to shout “Daddy!” while urging, “Daddy, you should quickly hold Mommy’s hand, so neither Mommy nor I will get lost.”

Taken aback, Calvin glanced toward Cecilia, her face flushed a deep shade of red. But fearful that she might reject the gesture, he seized the opportunity, taking Cecilia’s hand firmly in his own.