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

he came out, Selina saw

Peter raised his eyebrows.

it be that Selina could read his mind? She somehow

did you know that I

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?"

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 eat too much at night, so she especially went

emotion flitted past Peter's

Natalie was

was on her way out of the

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

Natalie immediately ran

when she put it down on the coffee table, her hands had already turned red from the heat. After placing the oats on

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

eyes fell on Natalie's red and

strange feeling suddenly rose in his

in a muffled voice. "I'll just

Peter actually sat down

a single bite. It seemed Natalie had

were two ways to make

to leave the oats to boil. Oats cooked like

other was to keep stirring the oats with a spoon while it was

of him was obviously made

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

a while, he shot a

was still standing there and looking at

that her gaze was clear. There were no other

suddenly felt a little

a scheming woman have such a

"How is it, Grandpa? Does

word, his lips

act of him taking another bite was already

a peace sign, throwing