<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1144 He Bit Me</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Ah!” The sharp pain finally hit Cassandra, making her cry out in agony, “Ouch, you little brat! How dare you bite me!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In a fit of rage, she raised her hand, fully intending to strike Elliot.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia, watching this unfold, would never let anyoney a hand on his son. He immediately stepped forward, grabbing Cassandra’s arm to stop her. Neither of them had the advantage, as both women were pregnant, and the tension only heightened the struggle.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elliot, meanwhile, was still fiercely biting down on Cassandra’s arm, his grip unyielding. Blood filled his mouth, but his eyes were cold, showing none of his usual sweet charm</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The mansion’s housekeeper, witnessing the chaos, stood frozen in ce. They were unsure whether to step in or simply watch, clearly unsure how to handle the situation.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upstairs, Elena had just begun to change her clothes when the piercing scream from below reached her ears. She hurried downstairs, arriving just in time to see the mess–Cecilia and Cassandra locked in a physical confrontation, and Elliot still mped down on Cassandra’s arm like a vice.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What’s going on here?” Elena’s sharp voice cut through the tension.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At the sound of her voice, Elliot finally let go, exhaling a sigh of relief. Both women froze in ce, the hostility between them momentarily paused.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassandra, however, was clearly worse off. Her arm was a bloody mess, and the bite marks showed just how hard Elliot had sunk his teeth into her flesh.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena rushed over, concern etched on her face. But before Cassandra couldunch into a tirade, Elliot was the first to speak his eyes brimming with tears. “Grandma Elena, she said my dad turned into a fool! She called him an idiot!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">His quick usation left Cassandra flustered, unable to react as fast as she would’ve liked.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elena’s gaze shifted to Cassandra, her eyes narrowing. There was an unmistakable sharpness in her expression. “Cassandra, is this really how you, as his aunt, talk to Elliot?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cassandra, refusing to take the me without defending herself, immediately showed off the wound on her arm. “Mom, look at this! He bit me! He’s out of control!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Cecilia, standing by her son’s side, wasn’t about to let Cassandra twist the situation in her favor. “Cassandra, if you hadn’t spoken so poorly of his father in front of him, why would he have reacted like that?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">With a smug sneer, Cassandra shot back, “What did I say that wasn’t true? Nathaniel is mentally deficient. He’s a fool, and everyone knows it. I wasn’t wrong!” She winced, clutching her throbbing arm, but continued, “But you–what kind of child are you raising? He bites at the first sign of trouble! Honestly, I’m the victim here. If this were someone else, they would’ve put an end to his behavior a long time ago!”</font></font>
Elena silently endured Cassandra’sints, her patience wearing thin as Cassandra continued to push her luck. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore.
“Enough!” Elena’s voice was stern, her authority unquestionable. “One is my son, and the other is my grandson Who are you to meddle in this family’s affairs? If you look down on our Rainsworth family so much, then go tell Nichs–this wedding is oll
Cassandra’s arrogance faltered at Elena’s words. She knew full well that if the wedding was called off, it would cause a huge fallout with the Jamieson family. That was a risk no one wanted to take.
Her tone softened instantly. “Mom, I didn’t mean it like that. I was only speaking the truth. And besides, I’m carrying a Rainsworth baby too. You can’t be so biased”
At that moment, Nichs, who had just arrived, overheard the tail end of the argument. He stepped inside, his voice rising to catch everyone’s attention.
“Cassandra, stop using the baby as an excuse to make things difficult for Mom” Nichs said sternly.
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Once outside, she wasted no time in showing him the bite mark on her arm. “Nichs, I’m not being unreasonable, but look at this! Elliot was ruthless. He bit me so hard, and he’s just a child”
Nichs nced at her, his expression unreadable, his eyes cold. “Cassandra,” he said calmly, “do you remember what I told you? I don’t like troublemakers. We’re about to get married–can you please avoid causing unnecessaryplications?”
Cassandra’s defiance crumbled under his steady gaContent ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.