<strong>Chapter 208 My Eli Is The Smartest</strong>
Cecilia came this time with the intention to thoroughly explore the manor’s surroundings. In case Nathaniel was unwilling to let Elliot go, she was prepared to find a way to take Elliot away herself.
Upon learning that the two wereing, Elliot had been waiting at the door from early on.
“Mommy.”
Cecilia immediately rushed forward and embraced Elliot as the strong wind blew.
“Why are you standing here?” Cecilia took his hand. “Aren’t you cold?”
“No, I’m not.”
At that, Elliot turned his gaze toward Nathaniel, who was walking behind Cecilia. “Mr. Rainsworth,” he said, “my legs have gone numb from waiting for you. Could you carry me. inside?”
Upon hearing this, Cecilia immediately said, “Mommy will carry you inside.”
Elliot, however, shook his head, continuing to gaze at Nathaniel.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org.
“Mr. Rainsworth, my mom’s not that strong, could me, please?”
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Cecilia was feeling a bit awkward, and just as she was about to persuade Elliot, Nathaniel took a few
steps forward and hoisted up Elliot’s overalls from behind.
“Let’s go.”
Elliot was suspended in mid–air.
Drawing from past lessons, when Nathaniel carried him, he deliberately kept a distance.
A mischievous grin spread across Elliot’s face. Then, with a vigorous push of his feet, a few small shoe prints appeared instantaneously on Nathaniel’s dark suit.
His expression darkened in an instant.
As Elliot was apologizing, he was simultaneously stretching his leg. “I’m sorry, Mr. Rainsworth. I’ve got a cramp in my leg. I didn’t mean to kick you.” Boohoo.
His leg was cramping, yet he could still kick with such uracy?
Nathaniel was certain that this little rascal was deliberately picking on him. “No worries,” he assured, “I will check on your legter.”
After cing Elliot on the couch, Nathaniel’s hand moved to grasp his leg.
Startled, Elliot quickly moved aside. “Mr. Rainsworth, my leg is fine now.”
Nathaniel simply watched him.
Cecilia noticed the tension between the two and quickly stepped in. “I’m sorry, Eli didn’t mean it. Would you like to change your clothes first?”
Nathaniel was really not in the mood to argue with a bratty kid.
“Yes.”
As soon as he left, Cecilia immediately asked, “Are your bones aching again?”
One of the symptoms of leukemia was bone pain.
Elliot shook his head. “No, I just had a muscle cramp.”
After he finished speaking, he reached out and embraced Cecilia.
“Mommy, it’s been so long since Ist saw you, I’ve missed you so much.”
“Mommy misses you too, I’m sorry it took me this long to see you.” Cecilia’s heart ached for him.
Finding themselves alone, Elliot pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket “Mommy,” he said, “I drew this when I was missing you.”
Cecilia opened it to find a cartoon version of Spring Forest Manor, along with a depiction of herself…
She was somewhat incredulous. Although the drawing was rather rudimentary, it had depicted every corner of the manor.
Leaning against her, Elliot said, “Mommy, whenever I felt bored and alone, the nanny would take me for walks. I’ve sketched all the ces I like, I want you to see them too.”
“Sweetheart, you’ve truly done me a huge favor.”
With this drawing, or more urately, this map, she felt ten percent more confident about sneaking Elliot out.
Elliot was still pointing at the map as he said to Cecilia, “Mommy, look, this is a cat, and there’s one here too…”
The term “cat” actually referred to cat–eye surveince cameras.
Cecilia looked at Elliot in surprise. “Eli, how did you know to draw these?”
Elliot batted hisrge, innocent eyes, speaking with an air of naivety. “This is something the teacher had taught before, and I’ve already mastered it. I’m smart, aren’t I?”
Cecilia dismissed her underlying doubts. After all, Elliot was just a four–year–old child. How could he possibly know how to draw a map?
like her. It was probably just a fluke.
“Indeed, my Eli is the smartest.”