When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 565

Chapter 565 Up To Mischief
Elliot looked at the gift Paula brought over, feigning curiosity. “Is this a model airplane?”

“That's right. Let me open it for you.”

“Okay.”

Paula thought children were easy to placate, but she was oblivious to the fact that Elliot was up to mischief.

After she had taken out the model airplane, she offered it to Elliot. “Do you want me to teach you how to play this?”

Elliot took the model, held it up, and with a casual wave of his hand, the wing of the model airplane jabbed Paula's eye.

Paula couldn't dodge in time and cried out in pain, “Ouch!”

“Granny, are you okay?” Elliot asked, his expression revealing a belated realization.

Paula thought it was an accident, so she casually waved her hand, saying, “I'm fine.”

Elliot wasn't about to let her off the hook that easily. He picked up the remote control, initiated the model airplane, and had it buzzing around above Paula's head.

Listening to the incessant buzzing, Paula felt a headache coming on. “Eli, you can let the plane fly outside.”

“Okay.”

Manipulating the remote control, Elliot pretended to be careless, directing the model airplane toward Paula's face.

In a state of panic, Paula quickly dodged, but the model airplane left her neatly tied-up hair in a disheveled mess.

Upon seeing the situation, the housekeeper on the side couldn't help but laugh.

“Oh no. I'm sorry, Granny. I'm not really good at this,” Elliot said, looking quite pitiful.

Paula wore an expression of embarrassment on her face. She shot a glance at the housekeeper and snapped, “What's so funny?”

The housekeeper was so overwhelmed by Paula's aura that she immediately fell silent.

Only then did Paula turn to Elliot. “Eli, this toy should be played with in open areas. Can you keep it safe for now, and next time I'll take you out to play with it, okay?”

“All right.”

Elliot pretended to turn off the model airplane, but with a slight touch to the remote, it darted straight toward Paula's face again.

Paula's pupils constricted, and she immediately raised her hand to shield herself. Despite her efforts, her face and hand still got scratched.

“You're such a good boy.” Paula received the first aid kit, opened it, and looked at the iodine inside. She took it out to disinfect the scratch on her face.

Elliot quickly added, “Granny, you can't see. Let me help you.”

“Will you manage?”

“In the past, whenever Mommy was hurt, I was always the one to apply her medicine,” Elliot replied confidently.

Paula handed him the cotton swab.

Elliot furiously soaked the cotton swab with the alcohol inside the bottle before dabbing it on Paula's scratched face.

The next second, a blood-curdling scream resonated within the villa. “Ah!”

When the alcohol came into contact with the wound, it caused an intense sting. Paula cried out in pain, “You brat! What on earth did you apply to me?”

No longer bothering to keep up her gentle image as Elliot's granny, she raised her hand, ready to strike Elliot.

Elliot was prepared and swiftly dodged away.