When Her Death Couldn't Break Him novel Chapter 387

Chapter 387 He Hit Me
After they washed their hands, Elliot, feigning friendliness, guided a visibly upset Nathaniel to the dining table.

“Mr. Rainsworth, now that you can't see, do you often stumble?” Elliot asked, his tone laced with mock innocence.

“No,” Nathaniel replied curtly.

“So, you're not really blind then?” Elliot continued, maintaining his facade of harmless curiosity.

Nathaniel was at a loss for words but responded patiently, “I've memorized the path, so I don't fall.”

“I see.”

“All right, let's eat now and chat later,” Cecilia interjected.

Eli always has so many questions.

As they took their seats at the dining table, Elliot's eyes immediately locked onto the dish of shredded carrots. He knew he could eat it without issue, but Jonathan couldn't. If I got Mommy's genes, then Jon definitely got our sc*mbag daddy's.

With a deliberate motion, Elliot picked up a portion of the shredded carrots with his fork and placed them on Nathaniel's plate. “Mr. Rainsworth, you should eat more carrots. My teacher says they're good for your eyes,” he remarked, a subtle edge to his seemingly innocent suggestion.

Jonathan was taken aback by his brother's cunning move to put their father in an awkward position. Sensing an opportunity, he quickly added, “Eli, you silly boy, Mr. Rainsworth is already blind.”

Nathaniel was at a loss for words.

“What? Carrots don't help the blind?” Elliot asked, feigning confusion with a wide-eyed innocence.

The two children repeatedly used the word “blind,” echoing how people used to call Cecilia “deaf” right in front of Nathaniel.

Cecilia quickly intervened, her tone gentle but firm. “Eli, you can't talk like that. It's impolite.”

After all, Nathaniel was the children's biological father.

Noticing that Cecilia was slightly upset, Elliot immediately focused on his meal, though his mind was already scheming. He'd continue picking on Nathaniel once his mother was out of the room.

Though Nathaniel couldn't see, he was fully aware that the two rascals were up to no good, especially Elliot, who was clearly making things difficult for him.

Nathaniel didn't take it to heart—he wouldn't let a child's antics get under his skin—but he also wasn't the type of man to let himself be bullied without pushing back.