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.

anything for dinner, and was a little hungry, so he went out of

came out, Selina saw him

Peter raised his eyebrows.

that Selina could read his mind? She somehow knew that he was

you know

she specially went to the kitchen to make you oats. Grandpa, isn't

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 especially went to make

of emotion flitted

was so

was on her way out of the kitchen as well.

guessed it correctly, you know. Grandpa really

Natalie immediately ran to

and when she put it down on the coffee table, her hands had already turned red from the heat. After placing the oats on the coffee table, Natalie's eyes widened, suddenly knocking herself

forgotten. How could she put the oats here? She should have placed it on the dining table. Natalie said with embarrassment, "Mr. Whitlock, wait a minute. I'll bring it to the dining table for

fell on Natalie's

strange feeling suddenly rose

in a

sat

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

ways to

leave the oats to boil.

spoon while it was boiling. It would taste much better

of him was obviously made using

it. After all, most people wouldn't be able to tell the

a while, he shot

at

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

suddenly felt a little

could a scheming woman have such a

is it, Grandpa? Does it taste

did not say a word, his lips

taking another

Natalie a peace