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When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 772
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Chapter 772 Educate Him Properly

Looking straight into Nathaniel’s eyes, she asked, “Are you trying to take Eli away from me?”

Just because she hadn't asked earlier, didn’t mean she had forgotten about that.

Nathaniel was baffled. “Where did you get the idea that | wanted to take him away?”

Cecilia was puzzled. Have | misunderstood?

“If that's the case, I'm bringing Eli back htomorrow.”

“Whatever.” Nathaniel appeared completely indifferent.

Observing his demeanor, she was certain he had no intention of taking Elliot from her.

Relieved, Cecilia was about to head downstairs to call Elliot to join her in the guest room when Nathaniel spoke

up. “In the future, don’t teach them things they shouldnt know.”

“What are you talking about?” She didn’t understand what he meant.

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He paused before continuing. “Eli and Jon are already too mature for their age; they have thoughts and concerns

that aren't typical for children their age. Instead of introducing them to strange ideas, focus on teaching them

practical skills.”

He even needs help cleaning his own bum, which is ridiculous.

Nathaniel tried to put this in a way that wouldn't sound too embarrassing, which only made Cecilia confused.

However, she was too tired to care less, so she agreed, “Okay.”

She then went to find Elliot.

Elliot was alone in the living room, drifting off to sleep while waiting for his parents to finish. talking.

Cecilia lifted the sleeping boy and tucked him into bed.

Elliot, who was always particular about cleanliness, had already taken a bath before he pranked. Jessica, so

Cecilia didn’t need to bathe him.

After quickly freshening up, Cecilia held Elliot close and soon fell asleep.

The following day, the alarm woke Cecilia and Elliot. The boy rubbed his eyes, muttering groggily. “Mommy...

why are you sleeping with me?”

After uttering those words, he sprang up from bed. Before Cecilia could ask what was going on, he had already

slipped into his slippers and dashed off toward Nathaniel’s room.

By the the reached Nathaniel’s room, Nathaniel was already up, and the bed was neatly made.

Elliot sighed and wondered out loud, “Am | late?”

After freshening up, Nathaniel was walking down the corridor when he heard the boy mumbling to himself.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

His voice sent a chill down Elliot's spine. He turned to look at Nathaniel. “Daddy, you didn’t sleep. with Aunt

Jessica last night, did you?”

A frown instantly marred Nathaniel’s face.

Just last night, Cecilia had promised to educate Elliot properly, yet here he was asking weird. questions first thing

in the morning..

“No,” he responded succinctly.

Elliot breathed a sigh of relief. He looked around, curious as he didn’t spot Jessica anywhere.

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“Where's Aunt Jessica?” he asked.

“I sent her home,” Nathaniel responded.

Inwardly, Elliot gave his father a thumbs-up. It’s a good thing she’s gone. Otherwise, given how clueless Mommy

is, it won't take Aunt Jessica long to end up in Daddy's bed.

Nathaniel was oblivious to what weird thoughts were brewing in his cheeky son’s mind. He instructed, “Hurry and

freshen up before breakfast.”

“All right” Elliot readily agreed and obediently went off to freshen up.

Cecilia had also risen from bed. Seeing her son talking to Nathaniel, she couldn’t help feeling jealous.

Nathaniel hasn't been spending much twith Eli, so why is Eli so attached to him that he goes to see him first

thing in the morning?

During breakfast, Cecilia noticed that Elliot kept offering to help Nathaniel, only to be turned down each time. A

small pang of jealousy tugged at her heart. Elliot, who had always been so devoted to her, was now showering

attention on his father who had been absent for much of his upbringing.

She was just about to speak when the housekeeper responsible for delivering meals approached. “Mr. «

Rainsworth, it's raining outside, and Ms. Quill is still kneeling outside.”