My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 295

Natalie felt like her throat was being blocked all of a sudden.

Tobias was really her husband.

However, she still found it hard to utter that word.

"Can I not call you that?"

"It's fine to not call me that for now, but you'll be begging to call me that in the future." Tobias' tone was meaningful.

Natalie's fingertips trembled a little. "When?"

Tobias' eyes were burning with passion. "When I'm fully healed."

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Natalie's heart was beating fast.

A scene popped up into her mind, and it was exactly as she imagined.

Tobias was on her.

"Little fairy, do you still want it or not?"

"Yes, I want it."

"Then call me Hubby and I'll give it to you."

"Hubby, my Hubby."

"Beg me for it."

"Hubby, please."

Natalie suddenly hit her head hard.

Oh gosh, she must have read too many love novels in the hospital, so she was starting to think a lot about them.

Wait, something was wrong.

Overbearing CEO love novels?

Was that countryside love novel really written by Selina? She forgot to ask her about it.

Natalie felt that she should do so the next morning.

The next day, Natalie woke up very early.

There was something on her mind.

She wanted to make breakfast for Tobias herself in order to make things up to him, as well as to apologize to him.

Natalie secretly climbed up. She gently removed Tobias' arms, which were around her waist.

Fortunately, she did not wake him up.

Natalie tiptoed out of the bedroom and walked downstairs.

Aunt Lee, who was downstairs, was already awake.

"Miss Godfrey, why are you up so early

today?"

Natalie nodded to greet her.

"Aunt Lee, let me make breakfast today. You should go and rest."

Aunt Lee and Natalie were really close. At this moment, Aunt Lee needed a break too.

She untied the apron around her waist. "Miss Godfrey, it's a good thing you're here. I'm going downstairs to talk to my old friends."

Natalie nodded and smiled.

She started her work in the kitchen.

She cooked a bowl of oatmeal with mixed oats.

Mixed oats were beneficial in healing one's wounds.

Cooking oatmeal was not hard. She just needed to put the oats into the pot.

But to perfect it was not that easy. She needed to wait there patiently while it boiled.

As time went by, the aroma from the oats wafted out.

Natalie gulped.

It smelled great. She wanted nothing more than to taste it immediately.

"Natalie, what are you doing?" Selina suddenly asked from behind.

Natalie turned around and saw her.