<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1005 Faking Sickness</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The following day, early in the morning, Elliot had ced a hot water bottle inside the bed covers.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When Cecilia went to wake him up, she noticed his little face was flushed red.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Eli…” she called out softly.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot slowly opened her eyes. “Mommy.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Are you feeling unwell?” Worry was evident in Cecilia’s eyes.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot nodded. “Mommy, I’m feeling a bit dizzy…”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing her son say he felt dizzy, Cecilia was filled with worry. “Let me dress you up. We’re going to the hospital right now.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot was suffering from leukemia, so even the slightest illness couldn’t be left untreated.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mommy, I don’t want to go to the hospital. I just want to stay home and lie down. Is that okay?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“No way! Your forehead is burning up.” Cecilia touched Elliot’s forehead again.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot exined, “I might have gotten a bit wet in the rain yesterday, but I’ll be fine after some sleep.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel was also disturbed by themotion here and walked over. “What’s going on?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The matter concerning her son was of utmost importance at that moment. Cecilia didn’t ignore him because of what had transpired the previous night. “Eli has a fever, and his forehead is burning up,” she said.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mommy, don’t you have to go to work? Maybe Daddy can take me to the hospital instead,” Elliot said.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He wanted to chat privately with Nathaniel.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“How can I possibly go to work with you like this? I’ll just take a day off.” Cecilia was worried about him.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“But you just took a day off yesterday, and Daddy is fine,” Elliot said, ncing at Nathaniel by the door. “Daddy, you’ll take me to the hospital, won’t you?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Naturally, Nathaniel wouldn’t refuse. He said, “Ceci, you go on to work. I’ll take him to the hospital.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon seeing that Elliot wanted Nathaniel to take him to the hospital, Cecilia didn’t utter another word. She helped him dress and handed over Elliot for Nathaniel to hold.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She then sent Nathaniel and Elliot to the car.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Once seated in the car, Nathaniel didn’t forget to remind Cecilia, “Aboutst night, make a decision as soon as you can.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">If not for Elliot’s presence, Cecilia would have really punched him.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot feigned ignorance. “What aboutst night?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">forced a smile.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“All right. Goodbye, Mommy.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot and Cecilia waved their hands in farewell.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The vehicle headed toward the hospital.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot, however, was no longer the docile character he was at the beginning. He squirmed restlessly in Nathaniel’s arms. “Oh… My head hurts so much.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">During this time, he didn’t forget to give Nathaniel a few good kicks. Hmph! How dare you bully Mommy?</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel was not upset. He patiently soothed Elliot, saying, “The pain will stop once we get to the hospital.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot was relentless, having already kicked Nathaniel numerous times.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In fact, Nathaniel’s white shirt was covered in footprints, a testament to Nathaniel’s ordeal.</font></font>
“Daddy, my head is throbbing. I didn’t mean to kick you. Please don’t be mad or abandon me…” As Elliot kicked, he also sought to instill guilt in Nathaniel’s heart. “It’s all my fault. I was born with a weak body.”
Upon hearing him say this, Nathaniel truly felt a sense of guilt.
“It’s not your fault. It’s mine. I failed to take proper care of you and your mommy in the past.”
If only he had treated Cecilia well from the beginning, Cecilia would’ve never faked‘ escape. Instead, she struggled through her days abroad pregnant and alone.This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.
However, it seemed like he still couldn’t protect her at that moment..
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When Elliot noticed the air of sorrow surrounding Nathaniel, he couldn’t help but feel perplexed. Isn’t sc*mbag daddy involved with another woman? Yet, hearing his words now, why do they seem so filled with sadness? Could it be that Mommy and I misunderstood him?
Elliot refrained from further attacking Nathaniel. Once they reached the hospital, he underwent a medical examination.