My Heart only Beats for You

Natalie was about to grab her second muffin when she heard what Cecelia said.

Her hands paused mid-air, suddenly feeling a little nervous.

Tobias' father...

She did not know whether he would like her. Would he be as easygoing as Cecilia, or would he be as difficult to deal with as Peter?

Cecilia noticed Natalie's anxiety. She patted her hand. "Natalie, don't be nervous. Although Tobias' father is dignified, he will not be as difficult as you think. He'll definitely like you."

Natalie smiled. She was still a little anxious.

After a moment, she stood up as if something had occurred to her. "Right, I have to go make something in the kitchen."

"You're still not full?" Cecilia looked at Natalie.

Natalie shook her head. "I noticed that Mr. Whitlock didn't eat anything for dinner earlier. I want to make some oats for him. Since it's already nighttime, he shouldn't eat too much, but he shouldn't go hungry either. Oats is the best option."

Surprise flashed in Cecilia's and Selina's eyes.

They hadn't expected Natalie to do something like this for Peter when he was so adamantly against her.

"Natalie, you have it tough," Cecilia gave a small sigh of gratification.

Selina also chimed in. "Natalie, you're so considerate. It's a pity that my grandpa doesn't realize that."

"He will, he will realize it one day," said Cecelia.

Natalie smiled, "I'll go make the oats, then."

Peter walked out of the study while Natalie was still making oats.

He had just ended his conversation with Tobias on bad terms.

His stance was determined, while Tobias' was even more so.

Peter felt irritated.

and was a little hungry, so he went out of the study to see

out, Selina saw him immediately. "Grandpa,

Peter raised his eyebrows.

read his mind? She

you know that I was

were hungry, but Natalie did, so she specially went to the kitchen to make you oats. Grandpa, isn't Natalie one of a kind?"

you didn't eat much for dinner, and thought you might be hungry later. Not to mention, at your age, it isn't good to eat too much at night, so she

trace of emotion flitted

was so

on her way out of the kitchen as well. The

Natalie coming out, Selina stood up immediately, "Natalie, is it ready? You guessed

Natalie immediately ran to the

and she didn't put any mittens on. She just brought the oats out, and when she put it down on the coffee table, her hands had

had forgotten. How could she put the oats here? She should have placed it on the dining table. Natalie

on Natalie's red and slightly

suddenly rose in

said in a muffled voice.

actually sat down on

a single bite. It seemed Natalie had put

were two ways to

to leave the oats to boil. Oats cooked like this somewhat

spoon while

front of him was obviously

so much effort into it. After all, most people wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

he shot a subconscious glance

looking at the oats in Peter's hands rather

gaze was clear. There were no other emotions in there aside from her slight

felt a little

could a scheming woman

up. "How is it, Grandpa?

a word, his lips pressed together

taking another bite was already an

peace sign, throwing a huge