When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 334 My Son In Law

Nathaniel returned home, finding no trace of Cecilia anywhere, despite searching every corner of the house. A wave of frustration surged through him..

He was accustomed to leaving a note whenever he went out, yet Cecilia had left without a word, leaving him in the dark.

In the kitchen, the caregiver that Cecilia had hired to look after Martha was busy cooking, but she kept glancing nervously at Nathaniel, who was visibly upset and calling out for Cecilia.

Unable to bear the tension, she finally spoke up. “Ms. Smith might not be coming back for a few days. She instructed me to take care of the elderly.”

Nathaniel turned his head toward the unfamiliar voice. “Who are you?” he demanded, his tone sharp.

“Sir, Ms. Smith hired me as a caregiver,” the caregiver explained as she stepped forward, quickly realizing that he was blind. She added, “Sir, I’ll have to charge extra to take care of two people.”

Nathaniel’s expression grew darker as she continued, “When Ms. Smith invited me over, she only mentioned taking care of the elderly. She didn’t say anything about caring for a blind person.”

The bluntness of her words made Nathaniel’s anger flare. “I don’t need anyone’s care,” he retorted. coldly.

The caregiver, however, was undeterred. “You’re blind! How could you possibly not need someone to take care of you? I don’t care–you’ll have to pay extra!”

Nathaniel’s patience snapped. His voice dropped to a menacing tone, “Get lost.”

The caregiver was taken aback by his sudden outburst. “Why are you yelling? I was personally invited by Ms. Smith. No one else has the right to fire me!” she argued. “Besides, if you fire me, who will take care of the woman?”

Ten minutes later, several bodyguards who had been discreetly positioned around the house emerged and promptly escorted the caregiver out.

The commotion outside startled Martha, who had been resting. She got up to see what was happening and found the caregiver outside, protesting loudly. “Fine, you don’t want to pay more, but you can’t just drag me out like this! I’m going to call the police, I’m going to sue you!” the woman wailed dramatically.

Nathaniel, unused to such audacious behavior, felt a headache coming on. He stepped outside, his tone icy as he ordered, “Gag her mouth and toss her onto the street.”

The caregiver, a middle–aged woman in her forties or fifties, was feisty and unashamed. She assumed Nathaniel wouldn’t dare lay a hand on her, and she even entertained the idea of extorting some money from him.

“Good heavens, there’s no respect for the law anymore,” she cried out. “Someone’s trying to ripContent protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

my clothes… A blind man was flirting with a married woman!”

off my

Her loud voice attracted the attention of the neighbors, who began to gather, whispering and pointing as they watched the scene unfold. The bodyguards struggled to cover her mouth, but she bit them whenever they got too close.

Nathaniel’s anger grew with each passing second. He clenched his fists, his frustration boiling over.

Just when the situation seemed on the brink of spiraling out of control, Martha, despite her exhaustion, walked over and, with surprising speed, delivered a sharp slap across the caregiver’s face.

“My son–in–law is both handsome and young,” Martha snapped. “Even if he were blind, there’s not way he’d be interested in an old hag like you!”

Martha’s voice was filled with righteous fury as she continued, “Take a good look at yourself! Do you think you’re worthy of someone like him?”

The room erupted in laughter as Martha’s words echoed in the air. With a firm hand, she pulled out some money from her pocket and tossed it in front of the woman. “Here’s

your pay for half a day’s work. Now scram, and don’t let us see you again.”

Defeated, the woman picked up the money, her dignity bruised. “Your blind son–in–law is so fierce; I wouldn’t dare take on any more tasks from your household,” she muttered as she walked away.

The surrounding neighbors offered words of consolation to Martha and Nathaniel.

“Martha, if you hadn’t mentioned it, we wouldn’t have noticed. Your son–in–law is indeed quite handsome, like a big movie star on TV,” one neighbor commented.

“Exactly, all clean and bright, tall too, and handsome,” another agreed.

“The caregiver you hired was no good. I heard she specifically targets the elderly. It’s a relief she’s been dismissed,” added a third.

“And his friends are quite handsome too, aren’t they? Do they have girlfriends? If not, should we set them up?” someone suggested, referring to Nathaniel’s bodyguards, whom the neighbors. assumed were his friends.

The bodyguards, who were usually stoic, found themselves blushing under the neighbors‘ attention. For a moment, they glanced shyly toward Nathaniel.