<strong>Chapter 260 One Brother For The Other</strong>


    Seeing Nathaniel approach, Elena stepped forward. “Nichs wants to have a private chat with you.”


    After speaking, Elena and the others left.


    Nathaniel moved closer to Nichs. “Did you send thatst text message?”


    Nichs‘ eyes softened, signaling him toe closer. Nathaniel leaned in, straining to hear as Nichs began to speak with some effort.


    “The person she loves is me. The one she wants to marry, is also me.”


    Nathaniel’s hand tightened, his knuckles turning pale, and his eyes filled with icy coldness. It was now clear–Cecilia had mistaken one brother for the other.


    What a joke. I’ve always believed that Cecilia loved me so, so deeply.


    Nichs noticed the change in Nathaniel’s mood but didn’t let it go. Instead, he added a hint of provocation. “Her husband was supposed to be me.”


    Nathaniel’s throat tightened. If the person in front of him wasn’t his own brother, he might have killed him..


    “Whatever happened between you two, I’m her husband now.” He stood up. “You’ve just woken up after a long time; you should rest properly.”


    “Or maybe never wake up again!” Nathaniel spat before swiftly leaving.


    Outside Nichs‘ room, Elena hurried to him. “The doctor said it’s a miracle Nichs woke up. He believes it won’t be long before he can stand on his own again.”


    Nathaniel was not in the mood for well–wishes. His whole demeanor was icy. “I actually wish he would never stand up again!”


    Without caring about Elena’s shocked expression, Nathaniel left the ce,


    Driving back to Daltonia Vi, Nathaniel’s mind was flooded with voices–Cecilia’s, Nichs’s.


    “I got the wrong person.”


    “The person she loves is me. The one she wants to marry, is also me.”


    Nathaniel’s head throbbed painfully, the result of relentless exertion without rest. He was on the verge of copse, but sleep was thest thing on his mind.


    Finally, he arrived at Daltonia Vi.


    Nathaniel grabbed a bottle of wine and sat alone on the couch, listening to the wind and snow outside while reflecting on the events since his engagement to Cecilia. He had ignored her, treated her coldly. She had once said, “I feel like you’ve changed.”


    But it turns out, it wasn’t me who changed.


    Nathaniel poured himself a ss of wine and drained it in one gulp. He downed one ss after another until the bottle was empty, his headache worsening.


    Leaning back against the couch, Nathaniel muttered, “You lied to me.”


    Perhaps due to the alcohol, he struggled to fall asleep.


    On the other side, Vivian had long known where Cecilia was headed. She bought two ne tickets, ready to leave the next day.


    Jonathan voiced his concerns. “Aunt Vivian, are we really leaving now? Won’t others find it suspicious?” He was trying to warn Vivian, afraid their departure might draw Nathaniel’s attention.


    “Your mom is still waiting for us. As long as we don’t leave, she won’t be at ease.”


    Hearing that, Jonathan said nothing more. He understood his mother’s worries, but being so young, he couldn’t help her. But he wouldn’t let it rest. Once he was older, he would return and make sure those who wronged her paid for it.All content is ? N0velDrama.Org.


    The next day, before dawn, Vivian and Jonathan set off for the airport. The bodyguard following them immediately called Nathaniel.


    Enduring a wave of dizziness, Nathaniel answered the phone. “What’s up?”


    “Vivian took the child to the airport.”


    Nathaniel rose from the couch. “Follow them. Find out where they’re headed.”


    “Understood.”


    Ending the call, Nathaniel grabbed his coat, quickly put it on, and rushed out the door. After at brief nap, his mind was a bit clearer.


    He had a hunch–those two kids weren’t Calvin’s after all.