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.

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

saw him

Peter raised his eyebrows.

that Selina could read his mind? She somehow knew that

know that I was

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

Cecilia also added, "Peter, Natalie is 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

trace of emotion flitted past

was

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

is it ready? You guessed it correctly, you know. Grandpa really is hungry. Quick, bring

this, Natalie immediately ran to the

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

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

Peter's eyes fell on Natalie's

suddenly

no need," Peter said in a muffled

sat

just a single bite. It seemed Natalie had put

were two ways

leave the oats to boil.

spoon while it was boiling. It

the oats in front of him was obviously made using

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

shot a

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

There were no other emotions in

suddenly felt

a scheming woman have such

spoke up. "How is it, Grandpa? Does

say a word,

him taking another bite

gave Natalie a peace sign, throwing