When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 602 What Should You Call Me

After arranging everything, Nathaniel finally finished his work for the day.

Upon reaching the entrance of Daltonia Villa, he didn’t get out of the car, instead, he stayed. seated inside.

“Boss, we’re here,” Mason reminded him once more.

Only then did Nathaniel step out of the car.

Cecilia was scrolling through her phone on the couch when fatigue overcame her, and she fell asleep.

When Nathaniel entered and heard from the housekeeper that Cecilia was sleeping on the couch, he walked over and touched her arm, intending to wake her up..

“Nicholas…” she mumbled.

At the gathering that day, Nicholas had also grabbed her arm, and instinctively, she called out his name.

Immediately, Nathaniel moved his hand away.

Cecilia was jolted awake by her own sleep–talking. Opening her eyes, she found Nathaniel standing in front of her, his face a mask of icy indifference.

“You’re back,” she said.

Nathaniel did not respond, making his way upstairs without a response.

Ignored, Cecilia watched him leave, not knowing what to say.

At night, Nathaniel slept in his own room, and Cecilia slept alone.

When Elliot got up to use the bathroom, he noticed it was already three in the morning. He couldn’t remember when he had fallen asleep.

He headed toward Cecilia’s room, pushed the door open, and found his mom lying alone on the bed.

“Where’s sc“mbag daddy?” he wondered to himself.

He exited the room, making his way to Nathaniel’s room and pushed the door open, finding it was unlocked.

Under the dim light, he saw Nathaniel lying motionlessly on the bed.

He was still awake at that hour. His heart clenched in anticipation when he heard the sound of the door opening. “Cecilia?”

“It’s me.” The boy’s soft voice rang out.

Disappointment was etched all over Nathaniel’s face. “Can I help you?”“Why aren’t you in bed with Mommy?” Elliot toddled in, a look of confusion on his face.

Nathaniel spoke with a hint of irritation. “Why didn’t you ask her why she isn’t in bed with me?”

Elliot had also seen the news online. Standing on his tiptoes, he patted Nathaniel’s shoulder and spoke with maturity that belied his age. “We, as men, need to be the bigger man. Even though Eric might be a tad more handsome and a bit younger than you, he and my mom didn’t give birth to such adorable children like my brother and I.”

Nathaniel’s face instantly darkened. “Is he more handsome than me?”

“He’s a celebrity. Of course, he is more handsome than you,” Elliot said, though deep down, he thought his father was more handsome and masculine.

However, he couldn’t praise Nathaniel just because he was his father. What if he becomes too arrogant, strutting around and neglecting Mommy? I must be smart.

“Being handsome doesn’t pay the bills. You’re richer than him, aren’t you, sc*mbag daddy?” Elliot blurted out. As soon as the words “sc*mbag daddy” left his mouth, he widened his eyes and covered his mouth in surprise.

Why did I say my thoughts out loud?

Nathaniel didn’t mind the way Elliot addressed him.

Quickly changing the subject, Elliot asked, “By the way, how much money do you have? Can you share that with me?”

Jon and I are bound to inherit his wealth sooner or later anyway.

“Want to know?” Nathaniel, in a foul mood, felt like teasing the little rascal.

Elliot nodded profusely.

“What should you call me?”

“Daddy.”

“Are you going to behave?”

“Yes.”

Good boy. Behave and don’t ask unnecessary questions.

Elliot was speechless.

In the end, a huffy Elliot was escorted out of the room by Nathaniel.

After the boy was out of the room, Nathaniel closed the door with a resounding thud. Elliot tried opening it again but found it was already locked from the inside.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Left alone outside, he cursed under his breath, “Darn it…

He then sighed, muttering to himself, “What should I do? Why are they fighting?”

Elliot felt that he needed to think carefully about how to help the two of them overcome their emotional barriers and make up.