Chapter 590: A Dozen Suitors

Elliot knew immediately that Nathaniel was jealous. He deliberately began counting on his fingers, “One, two, three… there must be at least a dozen men, all quite handsome.”

A dozen men… This revelation shocked Nathaniel. He recalled that when he married Cecilia, few men surrounded her. Now, over a dozen were vying for her attention?

“So, did she accept them?”

Elliot lay back on the hospital bed, gently patting his full stomach, playing coy. “I don’t know. I’m not by her side most of the time.”

Nathaniel rose. “You should get some rest.”

Elliot immediately reached for his hand. Touching his father's broad, slender hand, he experienced this sensation for the first time.

“Mr. Rainsworth, where are you going?”

Nathaniel didn’t answer, instead asking, “Is there anything else?”

Elliot, feeling he’d teased enough, wanted to avoid misunderstanding. “You know what? I’ve seen you on the news. Every time you appeared on TV, Mommy would just stare blankly.”

Nathaniel’s expression grew complex. “Go to sleep.”

“Alright.” Elliot obeyed.

Nathaniel left, asking his bodyguard for the time. “It’s nine o’clock,” the bodyguard replied. Nine o’clock, and she still hadn’t returned. Nathaniel remained at the hospital, taking up residence in the guest room of Elliot’s suite.

Meanwhile, Cecilia and Eric discussed discordant notes in a song. She quietly made a note of them.

“Why didn’t Eli and Jon come along?” At the mention of Eli and Jonathan, Cecilia sighed while Jonathan stared intently. After finishing their meal, the two left. Eric opened the car door. “Get in. I’ll give you a ride home.”

Since dropping Cecilia off at Dalhrem Villa, Eric had been busy. He’d recently revisited the villa, discovering to his surprise that it was owned by Nathaniel’s corporation. Cecilia mentioned it was her husband’s property. Eric searched again for Nathaniel’s wife.

“No need. I’m heading to a nearby hospital. It’s not far.”

Eric immediately suggested, “Then I’ll walk you there. It’s a good chance for me to stretch my legs.”

Given the late hour, the streets were deserted. Even if people were present, they were unlikely to recognize Eric. Cecilia agreed. In a concealed spot, a paparazzo peeked out, discreetly snapping pictures of the two.

During their walk, Eric’s curiosity overcame him. “When you were younger, was your husband Nathaniel Rainsworth?”

As the heir to the Rainsworth Group and former president of Orton Corporation, he was well-known.

Cecilia paused, nodding. “Mmm-hmm.”

“In that case, why were you living abroad alone with two kids?” Eric hadn’t expected the CEO of the Rainsworth Group to abandon his wife and son.

“It’s a long story. Let’s talk about it another time.” Cecilia avoided the topic.

Eric, noticing this, changed the subject. “Would you like to join me in helping those disabled children this time?” He was known for his charitable work; despite his celebrity status, his efforts were sincere. A significant portion of his wealth went to those in need. This explained his lack of detractors and intensely loyal fanbase.

Cecilia, after considering, declined. “Eli isn’t well right now. I want to spend more time caring for him.”

As they talked, they reached the hospital entrance. Cecilia instantly recognized a familiar figure standing there.