My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Chapter 31



"Don't be sad," Tobias comforted.

"I am not sad." Natalie blinked in response and continued, "There are so many poor people in the world; I'm not the only one. Everyone is trying their best to survive. How can we have the time to be sentimental everyday, right?"

"Yes." Tobias stared at Natalie sympathetically.

He sent Natalie to Themyscira Apartment and advised her, "You should read more books at home during your break. You are not allowed to go to work again."

Natalie's eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. Was she really married to someone? Why did she feel like she found herself another father?

"Tobias, are we really officially married?" Natalie addressed Tobias by his name.

"Why don't you call me hubby? I remember that you were still calling me that yesterday," Tobias pointed out.

A red hue crept on Natalie's cheeks as she replied, "I was in a pinch back then. I won't do it again."

Tobias did not continue this topic. "Alright, we're officially pretending to be married now."

He stressed the word "pretending" and Natalie understood what he was implying.

She would not cross the line even if Tobias did not mention it. They were not living in the same world and she was highly aware of that.

There was a table full of food waiting for her when she returned to the apartment.

There were seafood, milk, vegetables, meat and many more. Natalie was shocked and exclaimed, "I can't finish all of it by myself."

Aunt Lee explained with a smile, "I needed to prepare more so that you can have a balanced diet."

Natalie took a sip of the milk and she was overjoyed. She replied, "Aunt Lee, I never had so much delicious food at home. You will spoil me like this. I'll become picky too!"

"Miss Godfrey, you're so good at joking. It's Mr. Whitlock who wants to spoil you, not me. These were all made according to Mr. Whitlock's instructions. He said that you are still growing, so you need more nutrients."

She was still growing...

Natalie almost spat out the milk she just drank.

After the meal, Natalie caressed her inflated stomach. It was the first time that she enjoyed such a delicious meal and she felt grateful towards Tobias.

"Tobias, thank you. I'm having a good time here," Natalie said gratefully after dialing Tobias' number.

"Well, don't mention it."

Natalie was about to hang up the phone but she paused to think before continuing, "My body's not growing anymore. I don't need that much nutritious food in my diet." Although she was still in college, she was already twenty years old and she had completed her physical growth long ago.

"You need it for your brain," Tobias replied flatly.

"Huh?" Natalie was at a loss for words.

"I mean you'll need to use your brain when you study, so it's good to have more nutrient-rich food."

"Oh, I see."

"I'll hang up if there's nothing else."

"Okay."

She was a little bored after hanging up the phone. Usually, she would be on the way to the bar to sell wine.

Although Tobias mentioned that he would bear her living expenses, she was not so shameless. She still wanted to rely on herself to earn a living.

However, she was still wary after being drugged, hence Natalie decided not to work there for the time being.

She took out her textbooks and decided to study at home. Shortly after, she received a text message.

Natalie knew that it was from Brayden with just one glance.

The message read, "Natalie, give me two hundred thousand dollars in cash. You must do it today."

Natalie was so angry that she almost sent her mobile phone flying.

He was asking her to give him two hundred thousand dollars? Why? She would not be able to come up with that amount even if she sold off all her organs!

Moreover, Brayden was her brother but he had always bullied her because he was taller and stronger than she was.

Brayden even supported her mother when she wanted to sell Natalie off for money.

She was deep in her thoughts when she received another text message.


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