When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1232 He Cannot Measure Up To Me

Eric was feeling exceptionally confident. He had no health issues, was blessed with good looks, and came from a prestigious family. In his mind, there was no way Nathaniel could measure up to him.

Marcus didn’t bother trying to convince him otherwise anymore. He knew Eric was the type who would. only learn after crashing into a wall.

At Daltonia Villa, Cecilia slowly got up from bed after calming herself down. She still couldn’t quite figure out why she had broken down in tears earlier.

When she walked outside, Nathaniel had already prepared breakfast and was waiting. He looked at her and said. “Come sit, let’s have breakfast.”

“I’m not eating,” she replied, her voice cold. “I’m heading to work.”

As she turned to leave, Nathaniel stopped her, gently insisting. “At least eat something before you go.”

He wasn’t going to let her leave on an empty stomach. Reluctantly, Cecilia sat down at the table, her expression distant.

Nathaniel couldn’t help but notice her red, swollen eyes, a sign of the emotions she had been battling, earlier.

Regret weighed heavily on him. He realized how careless he had been with his words, especially considering her current condition. The doctor had warned him about how stress could negatively affect pregnant women.

“Eat something,” he urged softly. “And let me know what you’d like for the future.”

Cecilia, barely acknowledging him, replied with indifference, “Whatever I want, I’ll get myself.” She quickly finished her meal and stood up. “I’m going to work now.”

Nathaniel thought about stopping her again but feared it would only make things worse. He watched in silence as she walked out of the villa, disappearing from his view.

Mason arrived at the villa just as Cecilia was leaving. He immediately noticed the displeasure on her face and greeted her with a smile. “Good morning, Mrs. Rainsworth.”

Cecilia stopped and turned to him, her tone sharp. “Mr Sanders, I’m divorced from your boss. Please just call me Cecilia, or Ms. Smith.”

Mason was taken aback, unsure of what had transpiredContent is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Didn’t Mr. Rainsworth say that Cecilia had moved into Daltonia Villa just last night? It seems things hadn’t gone as well as I thought.

Still, he responded politely, “It wouldn’t be proper. You’re still the mother of Mr. Elliot. Addressing you as Mrs. Rainsworth is only respectful.”

Cecilia didn’t press the issue. Without another word, she got into her car and left.

Once she was gone, Mason hurried inside the villa. He found Nathaniel sitting on the couch, his expression dark and brooding, an unmistakable air of tension around him.

“Mr. Rainsworth,” Mason said cautiously, sensing the mood.

Nathaniel looked up, snapping out of his thoughts. “Did you take care of the task I gave you last night?” he asked.

Mason nodded. “I had someone look into her friends preferences, and I made sure the gifts were prepared first thing this morning. They should have them by tonight.”

“Good,” Nathaniel replied as he stood up. “Let’s go to the company.”

“Yes, Mr. Rainsworth.”

As they walked, Nathaniel added, “Eric is coming back today. Have someone from the office invite him over tomorrow to discuss his contract termination.”

Mason was confused. “Are you really going to let him terminate it? If we let him go, we won’t have any control over him anymore. He’s smarter than he looks

Nathaniel, now seated in the car, massaged his temples. “I have my reasons,” he said, his tone cold. Eric’s audacity to pursue Cecilia hadn’t gone unnoticed. In Nathaniel’s mind, Eric was asking for trouble.

At Orion Corporation, there was an unusual quietness surrounding the office, Miranda and Robert were nowhere to be seen.

Sensing the odd atmosphere, Charlotte approached Cecilia and shared some news. “I heard that Robert’s son, Adrian, had an accident. He’s in the Hospital now, and they’re by his side.”