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 the study to see if there

came out, Selina saw him immediately.

Peter raised his eyebrows.

read his

know that I was

so she specially went to the kitchen to make you oats. Grandpa, isn't Natalie one of a

considerate. She noticed that you didn't eat much for dinner, and thought you might be hungry later. Not to mention,

of emotion

was so

on her way out of the kitchen as well. The

is it ready? You guessed it correctly, you know.

this, Natalie immediately

mittens on. She just brought the oats out, 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 in the

had 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

Peter's eyes fell on Natalie's

suddenly rose in

in a muffled voice.

Peter actually sat down on

unexpectedly good. Peter could taste the deliciousness in just a single bite. It seemed

were two ways to

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

was to keep stirring the oats with a spoon while it was boiling. It would

front of him was obviously

didn't have to put so much effort into it. After all, most people wouldn't be able to tell

a while, he shot

there and looking at the oats in Peter's hands rather

gaze was clear. There were no other

felt

a scheming woman

up. "How is it, Grandpa? Does it taste

word,

him taking another bite was

Natalie a peace sign,