When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 740 A Recorder

Everyone turned toward the source of the sound, only to see Nathaniel and Mason standing at the entrance.

Nathaniel’s expression was grim.

Cecilia hadn’t expected him to return and was a little surprised.

“What’s the matter?”

Without even thinking, Cecilia knew Nathaniel would side with Elena.

But to her surprise, he said, “Who let these nobodies in?”

Nobodies?

Cassandra’s face turned ashen.

Elena’s expression grew even darker. “Nathaniel, what are you saying? I’m your mother.”

Nathaniel didn’t soften at her words.

“Mom, what happens between Cecilia and me is our business. Stay out of it from now on.”

Hearing this, Cecilia wondered if he had regained his memory.

Elena was stunned by her son’s rebuke, and her throat tightened. “Fine, I won’t interfere with your matters anymore. Do as you please.”

She scrutinized Nathaniel, noticing that he didn’t seem to be injured. She then turned to Cassandra, saying, “Let’s go.”

Cassandra gave Nathaniel a few more glances. He appeared perfectly fine, contrary to what Nicholas had claimed about him being injured.

“Okay.”

She followed Elena out.

Elena couldn’t resist taking her frustration out on Cassandra. “Didn’t you say Nathaniel was seriously hurt? Why does he look completely fine to me?”

“I only heard it from Nicholas. I don’t know the details,” Cassandra explained.

Elena scoffed. “Stop blaming everything on Nicholas. Don’t you have your own judgment?”

Cassandra was taken aback by the mockery.

Ever since she got engaged to Nicholas, Elena had always treated her politely and rarely spoke to her this way.

She wasn’t Stella, who was meek and didn’t have a backer, so she wasn’t going to take it quietly. “Mom, that’s interesting coming from you. I didn’t force you to come.”

Once outside, Cassandra walked straight to her car, leaving Elena behind.

Elena was genuinely shocked by how many people had crossed her in one day.

“Both daughters–in–law aren’t easy to deal with.”

Inside Daltonia Villa, after standing up for Cecilia, Nathaniel was helped to sit down by Mason.

Cecilia looked at him in surprise. “You’re okay now?”

Leaning back against the chair, Nathaniel didn’t even bother to open his eyes.

“Just don’t cause any more trouble.”

Cecilia immediately retorted, “When have I caused any trouble? They were the ones who came here looking for it.”

Nathaniel massaged his temples. “I don’t have the energy to argue with you right now. Mason, leave with the rest.”

Understanding his meaning, Mason gestured for the housekeeper to leave the room with him.

Cecilia had no idea what Nathaniel intended, but she sent Sven away as well.

After Sven left, Nathaniel finally spoke. “Mason says I’ve been having memory lapses. It’s been six. years?”

It seemed like he still hadn’t recovered.

“Yes, this has been going on for three or four days now.”

Cecilia felt just as frustrated as Mason. If Nathaniel woke up every day and forgot a part of his memory, they’d have to keep explaining everything to him all over again.

“Since you have some understanding of the situation right now, do you want to record what you know? That way, if you lose part of your memory again, you can listen to it.”

Cecilia handed Nathaniel a recording device.

She had bought it on her way back from the hospital, thinking it would help.

Nathaniel didn’t take it “What is this?”

“A recorder.”

“I don’t need it.”

He’d always relied on his own memory and didn’t want to depend on electronics.

Cecilia was exasperated. “Fine, do whatever you want. If there’s nothing else, I’m going to rest now.”

As she headed upstairs, she inevitably had to pass by where Nathaniel was sitting.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.