When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 148 Your Mother Came Today

Elena didn’t harbor any suspicions toward Jonathan. She approached the boy, squatting down to his level. “Do you remember where your home is? I’ll take you home, okay?”

Elena’s unexpectedly amiable demeanor left Jonathan somewhat taken aback.

Although Cecelia had never told him about Elena, he had already done his research.

Elena, originally the heiress of the Griffiths family, was an iron lady.

After marrying Wren, she found herself raising their son alone, as her husband never showed concern for family matters. In public, she never wore a smile in front of anyone.

While Jonathan was still in a daze, Elena spoke again. “If you remember your daddy’s or mommy’s phone number, I can call them.”

Snapping back to reality, Jonathan bowed toward her. “Thank you, Madam. Could you drop me off at the main road’s bus stop? I know how to take the bus back home.”

His politeness and intelligence made Elena like him even more.

She sighed. If Nathaniel had listened to me, my grandson would be this old by now.

“All right, hop in. I’ll drive you to the bus station.”

Knowing that Elena was his grandmother, Jonathan wasn’t worried that she might be a bad person. He got into the car, eager to find out what kind of person she really wa

Once he got in the car, Elena couldn’t resist chatting with the little boy.

Jonathan began with a question. “This mansion is huge. Do you live here?”

Elena grinned in response. “This is my son’s home. I don’t live here.”

Jonathan continued asking, “So, you must have come to see your grandson, right?”

There was a noticeable change in Elena’s expression when she heard the word “grandson.”

“I don’t have a grandson yet. If I did, I’d let him live in a mansion larger than the palace.” Elena wasn’t joking. If only she had known that the child standing before her was her grandson.

She would certainly provide her grandson with the best and most luxurious life.

When Cecelia first married into the Rainsworth family, Elena immediately arranged for the construction of various children’s facilities. These included a playground, a racetrack, a ski resort, and other places specifically designed for children to learn and play.

As Nathaniel grew older and built his career while Wren spent most of his years abroad with his mistress, Elena began to suffer from empty nest syndrome.

She yearned for a grandchild to keep her company and also hoped that her grandson could one day take over the family business,

There was also another reason: it was related to her mother–in–law.

Jonathan hadn’t expected Elena to share all this with him. He had assumed that everyone in the Rainsworth family, like Nathaniel, disapproved of him and his younger brother.

As he neared the main road, he turned to Elena and said. “You can drop me here now, Madam. Thank you.”

Jonathan stepped out of the car.

Elena watched him until he reached the bus station, then instructed the driver to head home.

Throughout the journey, the driver had also observed Jonathan closely. On the way back, he couldn’t help but express his astonishment. “Kids these days are getting smarter and smarter. The eyes of that child remind me of Mr. Rainsworth.”

Elena, too, felt the same way.

She wouldn’t have been this nice if the child she encountered today had been someone else. Jonathan had won her heart, though she couldn’t quite understand why.

Meanwhile, Nathaniel returned not long after he had left.

Today, Stella called him over because she encountered an obsessive fan.

Not only did the obsessive fan claim to be her boyfriend, but he had also intruded into her home, attempting to forcibly take her away and do the unthinkable.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

By the time Nathaniel hurried over, the man had already been escorted away by security.

He had assigned a bodyguard to Stella, instructing her to either call the police or the bodyguard directly should any trouble arise.

After resolving Stella’s case, Nathaniel turned his attention to Cecelia. Considering that Cecilia. might not have eaten anything due to her allergy, he ordered some food for her.

The door to Cecelia’s room upstairs was left open.

The white curtains fluttered gently in the breeze. Seated at the table, she was absorbed in writing music.

The scene was a serene and tranquil moment.

Nathaniel walked in, immediately noticing the rash on her skin. “Have you eaten?”

It was only when the man’s reflection fell across the paper that Cecilia became aware of hist presence. “You’re back.”

“I’m not hungry.” Cecelia continued to be engrossed in her work.

“You should eat something, even if you’re not hungry.” With that, Nathaniel headed straight downstairs.

Reluctantly, Cecelia followed him to the dining area. Inside, a spread of exquisite dishes was laid out, delivered by the restaurant at Nathaniel’s request.

She glanced at the dining table; not a single dish contained seafood.

Nathaniel, unconcerned, continued eating his meal without explaining.

After they had finished their meal, Cecelia began to speak. “Your mother came looking for me today.”