When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 677 Just Like Nathaniel

Only then did Elena snap back to her senses and ordered the servants to serve the dishes.

Once dinner was served, Elena, eager to prove that she liked Cecilia, personally served Cecilia food. “Ceci, you’re pregnant with twins. Eat up.”

Cecilia found Elena’s sudden shift in demeanor quite disconcerting.

After dinner, the family returned to their dwelling to turn in for the night.

Nathaniel brought Cecilia back to their room after tucking the boys into bed.

She lay down next to him and couldn’t help asking, “Why do I feel that your mom’s acting weird today?”

Nathaniel, holding her close, knew what was going on. “There’s nothing weird about it. She’s simply trying to win Eli and Jon’s favor.”

Realization finally dawned upon Cecilia. “So that’s how it is. I was wondering why… Mm…”

Her words were drowned in the man’s kiss.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

On All Souls‘ Day, a light rain fell steadily. In the morning, Cecilia dressed the two little ones in dark–colored miniature suits, as they would be meeting several Rainsworth family members who had returned for the occasion.

“Jon, keep a close watch on your brother. There will be a lot of people later. Make sure he doesn’t get lost,” said Cecilia.

Jonathan nodded. “Don’t worry, Mommy.”

Elliot pouted. “Mommy, I’m not stupid. Why would I get lost?”

Cecilia broke into a smile, patting her son’s head. “Okay, okay. My boys are the smartest.”

The boys‘ faces flushed red as they ran downstairs to wait.

Cecilia wondered why Nathaniel hadn’t come out yet. As she entered the room to check, she saw him shirtless, with his sturdy, muscular back facing her.

“Why haven’t you put your clothes on yet?”

For some reason, she felt her face burning upon seeing him topless.

Nathaniel turned to her and handed over his clothes. “Can you help me put these on? I can’t see.”

She took the clothes, puzzled. It was just the same shirt he usually wore. He could dress himself without any trouble before. Why does he need my help today?

“Dress yourself.” She handed it back to him.

He frowned. “You won’t even help me dress?”

Hearing his pitiful tone, she sighed and stepped forward to help him with his shirt. As they stood close. Cecilia could almost feel the strong, steady beat of his heart with every touch.

Nathaniel relished the intimacy of the moment.

Outside, several relatives had gathered, eager to catch a glimpse of Nathaniel’s twin sons, having heard about them and keen to see them in person.

“Who would’ve guessed Nathaniel had two sons?” one relative commented.

Another sneered. “Nathaniel is blind now, and suddenly these two sons appear out of nowhere. How can we be sure they’re really of the Rainsworth lineage?”

They only dared to voice such opinions in private.

“I wonder if his sons are like him.” remarked another. “I remember when Nathaniel was a child; he was exceptionally brilliant. He once solved a problem that even a professor couldn’t figure

“Someone like him is one in a million. Perhaps karma befell him because he was too brilliant, leading to his unfortunate fate of becoming blind,” one of them speculated.

“Thank goodness he ended up blind. Nicholas has turned out to be a kind and successful businessman, always thinking of his family. This is in stark contrast to Nathaniel, who is indifferent even to his family.

Nicholas was well–regarded for his pleasant temperament and kind demeanor, endearing him more to the Rainsworths than Nathaniel.

Amid the crowd. Cassandra listened to the compliments being showered on her fiancé, her eyes sparkling with pride.

Right then. Cecilia and Nathaniel appeared with two handsome little boys between them.

The two boys looked exactly alike, as though they had stepped right out of a painting.

Everyone was dumbstruck, especially the older folks who had watched Nathaniel grow up. They couldn’t help but exclaim. “Goodness. They look just like Nathaniel when he was a child.”