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 soats 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.

He had barely eaten anything for dinner, and was a little hungry, so he went out of the study to see if there was anything to eat.

As soon as he cout, Selina saw him immediately. "Grandpa, you're here. Are you hungry?" Peter raised his eyebrows.

Could it be that Selina could read his mind? She somehow knew that he was starving.

"How did you know that I was hungry?" As if she was 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?" Peter was slightly taken aback.

Meanwhile, 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 eat too much at night, so she especially went to make oats for you." A trace of emotion flitted past Peter's face.

That Natalie was so considerate? Meanwhile, Natalie was on her way out of the kitchen as well. The oats were ready.

Seeing Natalie coming out, Selina stood up immediately, "Natalie, is it ready? You guessed it correctly, you know. Grandpa really is hungry. Quick, bring your oats out!" Upon hearing this, Natalie immediately ran to the kitchen.

She was in a hurry, and she didn't put any 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 head.

She 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 to the dining table for you." Meanwhile, Peter's eyes fell on Natalie's red and slightly swollen hands.

A strange feeling suddenly rose in his chest.

"There's no need," Peter said in a muffled voice. "I'll just eat here." After that, Peter actually sat down on the sofa.

The oats tasted unexpectedly good. Peter could taste the deliciousness in just a single bite. It seemed Natalie had put her heart and soul into making it.

There were two ways to make oats.

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

The other was to keep stirring the oats with a spoon while it was boiling. It would taste much better this way.

And the oats in front of him was obviously made using the second way.

To tell the truth, Natalie didn't have to put so much effort into it. After all, most people wouldn't be able to tell the difference. Peter's gaze deepened slightly.

After a while, he shot a subconscious glance at Natalie.

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

Peter noticed that her gaze was clear. There were no other emotions in there aside from her slight anxiousness.

He suddenly felt a little confused.

How could a scheming woman have such a clear gaze? Meanwhile, Selina spoke up. "How is it, Grandpa? Does it taste good?" Peter did not say a word, his lips pressed together tightly.

However, the act of him taking another bite was already an answer.

Selina gave Natalie a peace sign, throwing a huge wink.

Only then, Natalie breathed a sigh of relief.

Though she'd put in a lot of effort to cook the oats, she expected to just go to waste.

She thought that Peter would not eat it, or would even throw it away.

The fact that Peter was willing to eat her cooking was already the greatest comfort she could receive.

Just as Peter was slowly sipping the oats, an older man walked in.

He was Tuna's driver.

"Mr. Whitlock." The man greeted Peter first.

Peter nodded in acknowledgment. "What is it? Is there a problem?"

The man said, "Miss Sherman said that she wanted to go home, so she calledto send her backBut I've ve waited for a long time, and I still haven't seen her. I can't get through to her on the phone. I don't know what's going on." Peter put down his spoon. "Just now, Yuna and the servant went to the garden. I'll ask the servant." Peter called the servant over.

The servant glanced at Natalie and said, "I was accompanying Miss Sherman just now, and Godfrey cen Miss They seemed to have something to talk about, so Miss Sherman sentaway." Peter's gaze turned sharp. He stared at Natalie and asked, "What did you talk about with Yuna?" Peter's interrogative tone made Natalie feel a little uncomfortable.

It sounded like he thought Natalie had done something to her.

She tried to keep her tone calm as she said, "Nothing much. We just had a casual chat."

There was a flash of deep thought in Peter's eyes. S'ach ThFind_let website on Google to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. He ordered the servant to look for Yuna, and Yuna's driver followed her.

As they waited, Peter didn't touch the oats anymore. The light in his eyes fluctuated.

Selina quietly said to Natalie, "Natalie, why do I have an ominous feeling? I feel like that Yuna's going to do something again." She did not know why, but she had this inexplicable gut feeling that something was about to happen.

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