The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 128

After sending the message, Natalie felt a sense of unease. She had never done anything like this before and had no idea how Marcus would react. However, she couldn't skip the step of practicing with him in advance.

Grace might have the mentality of a six-year-old, but she had watched countless movies and TV shows. She could easily distinguish between real and fake interactions between the male and female leads, and nothing escaped her sharp eyes.

Natalie had suggested to Sarah that Grace should watch fewer romantic dramas. However, with limited activities in the nursing home, TV was one of the few forms of entertainment available to her.

Grace had never been fond of playing cards, and after her injury, she avoided such activities altogether. Without much else to do, she often sat alone, appearing especially pitiful.

Sarah couldn't bear it, so she spent more time with her and gave in to Grace's love for TV.

Natalie brought up the matter on several occasions, but Sarah always sided with Grace. Eventually, Natalie stopped saying anything. After all, she was swamped and didn't have enough time to keep Grace company herself.

As a result, Grace had developed a keen eye for romantic relationships.

Natalie worried Marcus might misunderstand her intentions, but she had no choice. After sending the message, she waited anxiously. It was a while before Marcus finally replied, "Sure, it looks beautiful."

Only then did Natalie breathe a sigh of relief. As long as Marcus approved, she probably wouldn't slip up in front of Grace.

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At that moment, Marcus was seated at his desk, holding his phone and staring at the photo of Natalie in a white dress.

Gone were the loose black windbreaker and sweatpants. Her slender, perfectly proportioned figure was on full display, and her fair skin seemed to glow. He had noticed scars on her arms before, but they were invisible in this photo, likely covered with makeup.

The hem of the dress reached her knees, revealing her delicate, graceful legs. The white heels accentuated her figure, giving her an even taller and more elegant appearance. Her naturally exquisite features were enhanced with light makeup, while her deep, mesmerizing eyes were framed by curled lashes, adding a touch of irresistible charm.

Compared to her previously somber black attire, Natalie in this white dress radiated a vibrant, feminine charm.

The dresses Marcus had sent her were all personally selected. Despite his anger at Charles and Natalie for keeping him in the dark and making him feel like a fool, he couldn't help but think of the hardships Natalie had endured at Diana's hands.

Without really thinking, he bought her many dresses.

He had roughly estimated her size after their physical interactions, and surprisingly, the clothes fit her perfectly. Marcus didn't just pick white dresses; he chose various styles and colors. With her fair skin and stunning looks, Natalie would look beautiful in anything.

Marcus closed his eyes, trying not to look at her photo. The more he looked, the harder it was to suppress the memory of the day he had helped her remove the needle.

He shouldn't think about it. The more he did, the more he felt like a perverse old man with shameful thoughts.

Marcus took a deep breath, exhaling the frustration building inside him. Annoyed, he stood up and walked over to the window, staring out into the distance. Despite having taken the medicine, the restlessness in his body lingered, and instead of subsiding, it seemed to intensify with each passing moment.

He decided he should just forget about it. Tonight, he would go with Natalie to see Grace and try to think of himself as nothing more than a tool for the job.

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At 7:00 pm, Natalie had dinner with Connie, Marcus, and Charles. Afterward, they rested for half an hour while Charles took his medicine. Once he finished, they waited another half hour before Natalie began his acupuncture session.

Familiar with the process by now, Natalie finished the session smoothly, and Charles fell asleep soon after. She carefully removed the needles and left the room.

Marcus had changed his outfit and was waiting for her. When Natalie first saw him, she froze for a moment.

The Marcus she knew always wore perfectly tailored black suits. His hair was meticulously styled, and his expression was cold and distant, giving off an intimidating aura.

However, he wore a white hoodie, black casual pants, and white sneakers tonight. His hair was casually combed back, and the usual oppressive air of authority he carried during the day was replaced by the warm charm of a handsome, approachable neighborhood guy.

With a face like his, he could make any outfit look effortlessly stunning.