When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 893 Moving Back Together

Nathaniel awkwardly lifted his hands to embrace her.

“I’m feeling much better now, thank you.” Cecilia’s emotions had calmed, and she gently pulled away from his embrace.

The moment she stepped away, the sudden emptiness in his arms made him feel as though something vital had been taken from him.

Soon, the doctor came out with the test results, reassuring them that Elliot’s condition hadn’t worsened and hoping the news would bring them some relief.

Elliot was soon moved to a regular ward.

Cecilia entered the room, her eyes filled with concern. “Eli, are you still in pain?”

Elliot, feeling a bit guilty, shook his head. “Not anymore, Mommy.”

He then looked over at Nathaniel, who stood nearby. “Daddy…”

“Yes?” Nathaniel responded solemnly.

Elliot began to plead. “Daddy, can you please come back and stay with Mommy?”

Elliot’s eyes filled with tears. “The kids at preschool said that when Mommy and Daddy live apart, it means they’re getting a divorce. Does that mean you and Mommy don’t want me and Jon anymore? Jon has Old Mr. Sinclair, Mr. Zachary, and Ms. Kennedy, but I only have you guys.”

As Elliot voiced his concerns, Mason, who was standing outside, overheard and felt a pang of sympathy for the boy.

Mason quietly vowed to himself that when he and Lucille had children, he would never argue with her, no matter what. He would never live apart from her, regardless of the circumstances.

Cecilia hadn’t realized the emotional toll their separation had taken on Elliot, and her heart sank with guilt.

“Eli, Mommy and Daddy aren’t getting a divorce,” she reassured him.

Elliot turned away. “I don’t believe it. If you’re not, why don’t you live together? Why did Daddy move to a new place, and why did you?”

Cecilia didn’t know how to respond.

Fearing that his emotional distress would worsen his condition, Cecilia quickly responded, “Let’s go back home today, okay?”

Elliot’s eyes lit up. “Really?”

He turned to Nathaniel once more. “Sc*mbag daddy, will you come back too? You wouldn’t abandon Mommy and me, would you?”

Nathaniel agreed without hesitation, surprising even himself with how quickly the words left his mouth.

After agreeing to return home with Cecilia and Elliot, Nathaniel and Mason stepped out of the hospital. Nathaniel felt the weight in his head growing heavier, and his mental state felt shaky at best.

To make matters worse, his vision remained cloaked in darkness, a constant reminder of his limitations.

He hated the thought of being useless, but when it came to his sight, there was no denying the truth.

“Have you handled everything with the Evans family?” Nathaniel asked.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

“Yes, it’s all taken care of,” Mason confirmed.

“Good.”

After completing the discharge procedures, Cecilia and Elliot returned home late into the night, with Elliot happily holding one of Cecilia’s hands and one of Nathaniel’s.

Upon arriving at Daltonia Villa, Elliot insisted that Nathaniel and Cecilia share the same bed that night.

They had no choice but to comply with his request.

As they lay on the spacious bed, an awkward silence filled the room, and the temperature seemed to rise with the tension.

Before leaving, Elliot cheerfully waved at them. “Daddy, Mommy, rest well. I’ll see you tomorrow morning after I wake up.”

To their surprise, after Elliot left the room, he found a key and locked the door from the outside.

On his way back to his room, he muttered, “What would this family do without me?”

Nathaniel never imagined he’d find himself lying next to Cecilia in the master bedroom. For reasons he couldn’t quite explain, his head began to throb slightly and an unfamiliar warmth spread through his body whenever she was close.

Cecilia, feeling equally unsettled, noticed that Nathaniel seemed like the man she used to know. Yet, sleeping beside him after everything felt improper. She hesitated before saying, “Once Eli is asleep, I’ll go to my room.”

Nathaniel responded quickly, his voice firm but gentle. “I should sleep in the next room instead. You’re pregnant, and it’s not easy for you to move around. I’ll come back first thing in the morning.”