My Disabled CEO Stood up And Kissed Me (Natalie) novel Chapter 24

Chapter 24 Because He's My Husband!

The thin blanket had a faint smell of cedar and mint, which was the fragrance of the body shampoo Kendrick usually used.

Natalie wondered, "When did he come?

I didn't feel anything at all."

Natalie rubbed her aching temples, turned on the computer, and found that the document had been saved.

She was stunned for a moment and thought, "Wait, did he see it?

However, it's already seven o'clock, and he should already be in the company now. After all, he has been busy coping with organizational structure changes recently."

Natalie went downstairs after washing, and Ashlynn had just brought back her package for her. Ashlynn was tired and sweaty, suspecting that Natalie had bought a pile of bricks.

"Mrs. Ramsey, I have collected your package for you."

"Thank you. It's heavy, just put it down. It's all books."

Ashlynn put the package aside and said, "Shall I open it for you?"

"OK. Put the books on the bookshelf in my room after you open the package."

When Ashlynn opened it, she saw some books on neurology. She looked deeply up at Natalie and felt that she was becoming more and more mysterious.

Natalie looked at her surprised expression and asked with a smile, "Why do you look so surprised?"

"Well, these books look very abstruse. Do you understand medicine, Mrs. Ramsey?" asked Ashlynn in puzzlement.

"Read more books on medicine, and you will also understand it."

Natalie smiled lightly.

"That doesn't make sense. I can't remember it no matter how many times I read a book."

Natalie patted her on the shoulder. "That's because your talent is in other fields. You are very good at cooking and storing, but I know nothing of all this. I even need to ask you for advice!"

Ashlynn blinked and was deeply moved.

She thought, "Mrs. Ramsey is so sweet and warm!"

Natalie checked her mailbox again during breakfast and found that she still got no response, so she decided to send Walker another e-mail.

As she tore off a piece of bread and put it in her mouth, her mobile phone rang.

She got a message.

It came from Nigel.

As instructed, he synchronized Kendrick's schedule for this week with her.

Natalie bit the bread and smiled.

She immediately took a picture of her breakfast and sent it to Kendrick.

She also sent him a text message. [Natalie: The bread today is well-baked and tastes very delicious. I haven't eaten such delicious toast for a long time.]

Kendrick might be in a meeting now, so he didn't reply to her.

Then Natalie sent another message over. [Natalie: Thank you for your blanket. I was too sleepy last night, so I directly slept in the study.]

Still, she got no reply.

Natalie did not send any more messages to Kendrick.

She guessed he might be too busy right now.

After drinking a cup of coffee, she switched her mobile phone to flight mode and went to the study to continue writing her project plan.

...

After the morning meeting, Kendrick continued to work on the documents on his computer.

It was not until about noon that he picked up his mobile phone and saw Natalie's messages.

Looking at them, he thought, "However, it's not the time to say good morning to her anymore.

Her messages are all the trivial things in her daily life. I even seem to see her smile in these words.

She's really naivety.

She's like the wind in spring, blowing the pink peach blossoms to bloom gradually.

She really smiles very often recently."

As he thought, Natalie's smiling face suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Mr. Ramsey!" Nigel suddenly pushed the door in and interrupted him.

Kendrick put down his mobile phone and asked, "What's the matter?"

Nigel ran over and reported, "The project in West Goldburg has made progress, but Mr. Wilson still wants to talk with you in person. I've checked the schedule, and you're free at two o'clock this Sunday. How about meeting him in your office that day, Mr. Ramsey?"

Kendrick nodded. "Arrange it for me then!"

Nigel quickly recorded this itinerary on the iPad. Then he glanced at Kendrick and thought, "Mr. Ramsey seems to be smiling faintly. Has anything good happened?

Otherwise, he won't be so easygoing.

Moreover, at the regular morning meeting, even after hearing such an outrageous plan, he did not get angry, but said gently, 'There are still some problems in the plan which need to be further improved.'

He's really absurdly amiable.

Yesterday, there was still secret talk of Mr. Ramsey being forced to take a hot potato this time. We all guessed that he would not be in a good mood for a few days.

However, he doesn't seem to be in a bad mood at all.