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

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Chapter 306 Reluctant Reunion

Ernest turned to see who had arrived. Mason stepped out of the luxury car, followed by bodyguards and

housekeepers carrying various items.

Without another word, Ernest got into his car and left.

Meanwhile, Martha, emerged from the house, her gait unsteady due to the commotion outside. Upon seeing

Mason and his entourage, she hurriedly asked, “Who are they?”

Concerned that Martha might catch a cold, Cecilia quickly reassured her. “Martha, go back inside and rest. I'll

handle this.”

“Okay.” Martha nodded, her back hunched as she slowly made her way back to her room. With the front door

secured, Cecilia approached Mason and his group, noting the absence of Nathaniel.

The moment Mason caught sight of the dilapidated house, he broke out in a cold sweat on behalf of his boss.

Mr. Rainsworth has been pampered since birth. How did he get used to living here?

“Mr. Sanders what's going on?” Cecilia questioned.

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“Mdm. Elena instructedto bring all of Mr. Rainsworth’s clothes and personal items here,” Mason explained.

Cecilia's expression hardened. Ernest had been right-Elena was determined to have her take care of Nathaniel,

even threatening legal action if she refused.

“Where's Nathaniel?” Cecilia demanded.

“Mr. Rainsworth will be here shortly,” Mason replied before directing his attention to the staff, who began moving

items toward the house.

“Wait a moment!” Cecilia interrupted, blocking their path. “Nathaniel can’t stay here!”

Mason looked troubled. “Mdm. Elena made it clear-if you don’t allow him to stay here, she expects you to return

to Daltonia Villa to take care of him. And if you refuse, as I'm sure Mr. Ernest has made clear, you could face

legal consequences.”

Cecilia's frustration boiled over. She felt trapped, with no good options available.

Mason, sensing her turmoil, tried to reason with her. “Ms. Smith-no, Mrs. Rainsworth-please, take care of Mr.

Rainsworth,” he pleaded. “He’s been isolating himself, refusing to let anyone near. He's deeply hurt, and he

regrets everything. You may not know this, but he bought back Smith Corporation’s building and even rebuilt it

to its former glory. It’s almost finished...”

Hearing Mason refer to her as “Mrs. Rainsworth” struck a nerve in Cecilia. It was the first tanyone in

Nathaniel’s circle had addressed her as such. She couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.

“Mason, you all are so cruel. All these years of marriage, and I've only been recognized as a member of the

Rainsworth family now that he’s in trouble. Only after he lost his sight do | hear others callMrs. Rainsworth.

And now you tellhe loves me, just when I've stopped loving him. If you were in my shoes, how would you

feel?”

Mason was at a loss for words, unable to offer her any comfort.

As snowflakes gently fell around them, Cecilia, despite her heavy clothing, appeared more fragile than ever. The

sight of her standing there, resolute yet weary, forced Mason to reconsider his approach.

“Nathaniel can cif he wants, but this is my house, not his,” Cecilia declared firmly. “He’s not allowed to bring

a single item.”

She remembered how, when she married into the Rainsworth family, she was only allowed a single suitcase of

personal belongings. Nathaniel had said the sthing back then-Daltonia Villa was his home, and none of her

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things were allowed inside. Now, she was enforcing the srule on him.

“But...” Mason wanted to argue, looking at the somewhat shabby old brick house, but Cecilia cut him off.

“If Mr. Rainsworth finds this place beneath him, then he’s welcto leave.”

Seeing no other choice, Mason reluctantly agreed. He instructed the staff to take only Nathaniel’s clothes, shoes,

and essential items. He initially intended to carry the items himself, but Cecilia stepped forward, taking them

from him.

“Hand them over to me. Since you've entrusted his care to me, from this point onward, no one but him is

allowed to enter my home,” she stated firmly.

“All right,” Mason agreed, respecting her wishes. Had it not been for Cecilia's insistence, he had planned to bring

in a renovation team to improve the house.

“When will he arrive?” Cecilia asked.

“Ten in the evening. We still have over four hours left,” Mason replied.

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