When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1159 Guess I Did Not Hit You Hard Enough

Dylan, already struggling with his congenital diabetes, was no match for Felix’s strength. With a forceful shove, Dylan ended. up sitting abruptly on the ground, tears welling up in his eyes before bursting out in sobsContent protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

The housekeeper who had brought Dylan outside immediately panicked. “Mr. Dylan, are you all right?”

Felix, looking smug and unapologetic, sneered. “You’re really bold for someone so sickly, daring to glare at me like that! Hilarious

Felix’s nanny rushed over, her face pale with worry. “Mr. Felix, how could you push him?”

“Why can’t I Felix shot back, his arms crossed over his chest in defiance. This is my home, my territory. I can do whatever I want. You’re just a housekeeper! Are you accusing me now? Believe it or not, I can fire you on the spot!”

The nanny, already at her wit’s end dealing with Felix’s increasingly reckless behavior, was taken aback. Felix had been such an adorable child when he was younger, but now he was rude and unruly–a far cry from the sweet boy he used to be.

The nanny taking care of Dylan subtly signaled to Felix’s nanny, suggesting she escorted Felix away before things got worse.

If the Jamieson family, who had visited earlier that day, witnessed this scene, it would cause an uproar. Earlier, the Jamiesons had noticed the housekeepers

giving Dylan cold looks and immediately instructed the butler to dismiss those individuals Things might be under control now, but it wouldn’t take much to spiral into chaos.

Understanding the delicate situation, the nanny lowered her voice, trying to coax Felix. “Mr. Felix, I didn’t mean to upset you. Let’s go back inside.”

Felix, sensing the nanny’s submissiveness, grew even more brazen. He deliberately stared at Dylan, who was still crying on the ground. “I’m not going anywhere. I want to watch this crybaby a little longer.”

Felix was often bored at home, and now that he had found some amusement, he wasn’t about to let it go so easily. The nanny. feeling utterly helpless, stood frozen, unsure of how to handle him. She didn’t dare forcibly drag him away.

Felix took a step closer to Dylan, taunting him. “Why are you crying? Didn’t you act all tough earlier? Come on, glare at me again!”

Dylan, still sniffling, pushed himself up from the ground and wiped his tears. “You’re a bad child! I’m going to tell about this, and she’ll send you away!”

my granny

At this, the housekeeper’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly stepped forward, blocking Dylan’s path. Mr. Dylan, please don’t report this! If you do, I’ll be fired.”

By now, Dylan had picked up a bit of a temper. “Hmph! He bullied me, and you didn’t even help. If you want to quit, then. quit

The housekeeper paled. It seemed that every child in the household lacked even the slightest bit of compassion these days.

Felix chuckled darkly. “You actually dare to tattle? Guess I didn’t hit you hard enough.”

With that, Felix swung at Dylan, landing a punch on his back before grappling with him. The housekeeper and the nanny rushed to intervene.

“Mr. Felix, you can’t do this!” the nanny pleaded.

“Get lost, or I’ll fire all of you!” Felix snapped, shaking off the nanny as he continued to hit Dylan.

Dylan, weaker and unable to defend himself, cried out louder. “Mommy!” His voice echoed through the garden, the pain evident in his cries.

Just then, Elliot, who had been idly live–streaming from a nearby room, overheard the commotion.

He had decided to broadcast on a whim, and his audience had been eager to see more of his home. They were in awe of the grand estate, marveling at the expensive landscaping.

Wow, Jon’s family is seriously wealthy. Did you see that lawn? It’s made up of rare grasses worth hundreds of thousands!

Looks like we’ve been rooting for a prince this whole time

Elliot, not wanting to draw too much attention, was about to end the livestream when he heard the unmistakable sound of a child crying from afar.