When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 739 I Did Nothing WrongThis content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Elena’s eyes turned icy cold. “Cecilia, the Rainsworth family is not some insignificant household. Kneel before me!”

Cecilia felt her throat tighten, but she straightened her back.

“I’ve done nothing wrong. Why should I kneel?”

“You abandoned your child to chase after men, and you still say you did nothing wrong?” Cassandra added, fanning the flames.

Cecilia was at a loss for words. She shot a cold glance at Cassandra. “Are you saying women can’t have any male friends?”

“There’s no such thing as pure friendship between a man and a woman,” Cassandra sneered.

Seeing the situation escalate, Cecilia decided to drop the pretense.

“From what I hear, Ms. Evans, you frequently change dance partners, and they get pretty handsy with you during your dances. Doesn’t that make you filthier than I am?”

“That’s my job. It’s different from what you’re doing.”

“So, there’s no such thing as pure friendship, but there’s pure work now?” Cecilia shot back.

Cassandra hadn’t expected Cecilia to be this sharp–tongued and infuriating.

Luckily, Elena was still on her side.

“Cecilia, kneel! I don’t want to repeat myself.”

Naturally, Cecilia refused to kneel.

Elena remained seated on the sofa and picked up her phone. “Come in.”

When Elena demanded someone kneel, they had to obey, or she would lose her authority as a mother–in–law.

Soon after, a few uniformed bodyguards entered the room and approached Cecilia. “Mrs. Rainsworth, please.”

Cassandra watched the scene unfold, clearly enjoying it.

Cecilia sat there, unyielding, her gaze calm as she looked at Elena. “I won’t kneel.”

The bodyguards advanced, ready to force Cecilia down.

Cecilia said calmly, “I’m pregnant with Nathaniel’s children. Are you sure you want to make me kneel?”

Hearing that she was carrying Nathaniel’s children, the bodyguards pulled back, hesitant to do anything more.

As she was pregnant, Elena merely asked her to kneel. She did not expect Cecilia to be so defiant.

“Mother, Cecilia’s right. She’s pregnant. If she kneels and something happens to the babies, it would be terrible, Cassandra chimed in.

She added with a sneaky shift in tone. “When the maids at my house made a mistake, my father would slap them. Slapping won’t hurt the babies, and with her sharp tongue, a slap would be appropriate.”

Elena gave a subtle signal to the bodyguards.

One bodyguard restrained Cecilia, while another bodyguard raised his hand.

But before they could strike, there was a commotion outside.

With a resounding thud, a bodyguard was abruptly hurled inside.

Sven entered and said to the bodyguard holding Cecilia, “Let Ms. Smith go.

His face was smeared with blood.

Both Elena and Cassandra were stunned.

The bodyguards didn’t move. Sven quickly took care of all four men in the room, tossing them out one by one.

“Are you okay?” Sven asked Cecilia.

“I’m fine. Why are you here?”

Cecilia was confused as she hadn’t called Sven.

“Eli called me.”

When Elliot saw that his sc*mbag daddy hadn’t arrived yet, he thought to call Sven for help.

Sven had survived countless life–or–death situations, and taking on these pampered bodyguards was child’s play for him.

“Thank you.”

Cassandra watched Cecilia and this cold, sharp–looking man interact, her eyes filled with jealousy.

She remembered Sven. He had been the one to rescue Cecilia when she had arranged for her kidnapping. If it weren’t for him, Cecilia would’ve fallen into her hands long ago.

Who would’ve thought Cecilia was so lucky to have found such a capable and loyal bodyguard?

“Cecilia, are you rebelling against me now?” Elena’s voice snapped Cassandra out of her thoughts.

She pulled herself together. “Cecilia, what do you think you’re doing?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Self–defense!” Cecilia had lost all patience with the two women.

But Cassandra wasn’t done. “You owe Mom an apology.”

As soon as she spoke, a cold and familiar voice rang out.

“Cecilia.”