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.

little hungry, so he went out of the study to see if there

out, Selina saw him

Peter raised his eyebrows.

it be that Selina could read his mind? She somehow

know that

bragging, Selina immediately said, "I didn't know you were hungry, but Natalie did, so she specially went to the kitchen to make you oats. Grandpa, isn't Natalie one of a kind?"

so considerate. She noticed that 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

of emotion

was so

Natalie was on her way out of the kitchen as well. The oats

You guessed it correctly, you know. Grandpa

Natalie immediately ran to the

the oats out, and when she put it down on the coffee table, her hands had already turned red

the dining table. Natalie said with embarrassment, "Mr. Whitlock, wait a minute. I'll

Peter's eyes fell on Natalie's

feeling suddenly rose in

a muffled voice. "I'll just eat

actually sat down

good. Peter could taste the deliciousness in just a single bite. It seemed Natalie had put her heart and soul into

were two ways

oats to boil. Oats cooked like this

keep stirring the oats with a spoon while it was boiling. It would taste much better

of him

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

he shot a subconscious

looking at the oats in Peter's

were no other emotions in there

suddenly felt a

scheming woman have such

"How is

say a word, his lips

the act of him taking

peace