When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 643

Chapter 643 Successful Scheming
Cecilia was quick to jump in. “Moana, I told you over and over again—you can't move the furniture! Nathaniel can't see, so if you move the furniture around, he might bump into something and fall. But you wouldn't listen to me and insisted on moving the chairs. Now, look what's happened. He crashed into a chair!”

Moana fell into a short daze before swiftly returning to her senses, retorting, “Didn't you ask me to—”

Yet, Cecilia cut her off.

“I pay extra attention to every piece of furniture I move and would put it right back where it belongs, but you just wouldn't listen to me and kept insisting on moving the furniture around. I know you only heed Mdm. Elena's command, but don't you think you should consider Nathaniel, too?”

Elliot immediately chimed in, “If my daddy gets hurt from crashing into a piece of furniture, are you going to take responsibility for it?”

The color drained from Moana's face as Cecilia and Elliot argued with her. She was at a loss for words and found herself unable to fight back.

Nathaniel clearly knew something was up, but he chose not to confront the mother-and-son duo, instead indulging in Cecilia's little schemes.

“Moana, go back to the Rainsworth residence. There's no need for you to come back here in the future.”

Moana wanted to stay and explain herself, but a minute later, she was forcibly escorted back to the Rainsworth residence by the bodyguards.

Cecilia and Elliot high-fived each other internally.

Nathaniel listened to the faint sounds of the two's excited chatter, his sharp brows slightly raised.

He leaned against the door frame and asked, “Can I get something else to eat?”

With every dish filled with carrots, he was far from full.

“Why don't you eat my food?” Cecilia joked with him.

The man felt an overwhelming sense of disappointment. After using him for their own gain, they had now started to disregard his well-being.

He turned around, intending to leave.

Cecilia halted him. “Okay, okay. I'd already gotten the chef to prepare a few of your favorite dishes.”

Only then did Nathaniel stop in his tracks before returning to sit at the dining table.

The woman served up his food. “There you go. Eat up.”