When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 392 Return To The Rainsworth Residence

In the past, Cecilia had always been expected to accompany Nathaniel to the Rainsworth residence for major holidays, especially for New Year’s. But this time, she didn’t want to go.

“I’m swamped and don’t have time to go. If Nathaniel wants to, you’re welcome to come pick him up, Cecilia said curtly before abruptly ending the call.

On the other end, Elena stared at her phone, seething with anger. “She’s becoming more and more unruly. If Nathaniel hadn’t lost his memory, he’d never tolerate this behavior!”

The secretary, sensing Elena’s fury, asked quietly, “Should we go retrieve Mr. Nathaniel then?”

“Yes,” Elena snapped. “If Cecilia doesn’t want to come back, so be it, but Nathaniel must. He’s the eldest heir of the Rainsworth family, after all.”

In truth, Elena wasn’t keen on having Nathaniel attend the event that night. With his blindness and memory loss, she found it rather embarrassing.

However, Niel had specifically requested Nathaniel’s presence.

Despite not having been involved in the family business for many years, Niel still wielded considerable influence within the company and had a network of trusted aides. His directives were not to be ignored.

“But what if Mr. Nathaniel doesn’t want to come back?” the secretary asked cautiously.

“Then just tie him up and bring him back if necessary. Are you telling me you can’t manage a blind man?” Elena snapped, her frustration evident.

The secretary fell silent.

Meanwhile, in Sparaville, Cecilia informed Nathaniel about Elena’s call, asking him to return to the Rainsworth residence.

Elliot, with a hint of confusion, asked, “Mommy, didn’t you say Mr. Rainsworth was an orphan?”

Cecilia paused to come up with a suitable response, then gently patted Elliot’s head. “He was abandoned.”

Elliot’s eyes widened in understanding. “Oh, so now his mother wants him to come home, is that it?”

“You can say that,” Cecilia said, glancing at Nathaniel.

At that moment, Elliot turned to Nathaniel and said, “Mr. Rainsworth, if that’s the case, why don’t you go back to your mother? We’d prefer to have our mommy to ourselves.”

Elliot’s words were as innocent as ever, and Nathaniel responded calmly, “Only a child would seek out their mother.”

Elliot immediately pouted, clearly ready to argue.

Noticing the tension rising, Cecilia quickly stepped in to prevent yet another argument. “All right, Eli, why don’t you and your brother go change? We’ll head out to play later.”

“Nathaniel, you should go get changed too and return home with your mother,” Cecilia instructed.

Nathaniel was stunned. She’s sending me away already?

“I’m not going back,” he said.

As Elliot followed Jonathan up the staircase, he overheard the conversation and muttered with annoyance, “Hmph, how shameless!”

Nathaniel paid no mind to Elliot’s comment. He firmly grasped Cecilia’s hand, ignoring the curious gazes around them. “Is it because of last night…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Cecilia quickly covered his mouth, aware that the caregiver. was still present. The caregiver, understanding the situation, took the ravioli to Martha’s room.

Cecilia slowly withdrew her hand and said, “Can you please stop talking nonsense?”

Nathaniel looked at her, confused. “I just wanted to ask if you’re upset because I swatted Eli’s bottom last night. What did you think I was going to say?”

Cecilia stiffened. “No, it’s nothing. I just think that since it’s New Year’s Day and your mother wants you to go home, you should. You can come back once the celebration is over.”

Elena was relentless, and if Nathaniel chose not to return, she might show up with a group of people to force him back. If she encountered the two kids when she came, things would become. tricky.

Nathaniel let out a quiet sigh of relief. “All right,” he agreed.

Later that afternoon, shortly after Cecilia had taken the two little ones out, a convoy of luxury cars appeared outside Martha’s house. The commotion drew curious glances from the neighbors.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Nathaniel settled into one of the cars, where he was greeted with respectful deference. “Mr. Nathaniel.”