Hart looked at Sofia, understanding Nathaniel. Sofia tricked him? How could that be? knew nothing this. Nathaniel’said, “Didn’t you say you’d come to give me a massage last night? I waited until late, but you never came. blinked her expression turning all sweet and obedient. What could she do? She really had forgotten about it. Who would’ve thought Nathaniel would be so particular about it? But wait! What did Nathaniel just say? He waited until at night? She came over earlier the so according to Nathaniel, he awake at that time? Sofia stared at Nathaniel, trying to communicate with him through her eyes. understanding they couldn’t read each other’s expressions. Sofia utterly frustrated, having a strong sense that she was being played. However, she ask Nathaniel now, she softly “Sorry, Mr. it was late, I thought you were asleep, so didn’t want disturb you. Sofia lowered her eyelashes, hands hanging by her sides, looking very pitiful. Even Older Mr. couldn’t bear to watch. “Nathaniel, Sofia works hard all day and still comes take care of you. Be considerate and don’t make her so tired,” Older Mr. Massaging isn’t especially paraplegic patient Nathaniel. It requires the right amount of pressure and lot of care. Hart had previously hired masseurs for Nathaniel, fearing that being bedridden too would making rehabilitation even longer, even if stood up again. However, Nathaniel’s aversion strangers was extreme, refusing to let any masseur touch no other Older Mr. Hart had to learn the massage techniques to help Nathaniel. Despite sturdier than peers, he felt the strain deeply. Seeing figure, Older Mr. Hart felt even more that asking her to massage was unfair. had his reasons for Sofia as Nathaniel’s wife, he intended treat her like servant, but a beloved granddaughter. So, seeing grandson upset Sofia over this, Older Mr. Hart was unconditionally Sofia’s side. Sofia didn’t expect Older Mr. Hart to her so much, and she felt warm inside. She looked at Older Mr. and don’t blame Mr. It was my fault for not coming as promised and making him wait long. It happen again. Hart wanted to something, but Sofia continued, “Grandpa, I’m a doctor, not famous one, but I’m good at for people. Taking of Mr. Hart doesn’t tire me. Hart was touched, holding Sofia’s hand, “Sofia, thank you. I’m really happy to hear that. Thank you for about Nathaniel. Sofia smiled without more. 11:50 Wed, Oct 23. hapter 2018 bet wat You First She could feel Nathaniel’s on face, with curiosity, scrutiny, and making her uncomfortable. She looked away and saw that drip was empty and she went over to stop it. Gathering the used bottle, Sofia “Grandpa, time for me to go to work. I’ll come back early today. With that, Sofia didn’t look at Nathaniel again and left his room. alone, Older Mr. Hart asked, “Did you really wait for Sofia until late last night?” eyebrow at his grandpa, “Why? Can’t I?” “Nathaniel, tell me piqued, his eyes do you think Sofia is good?” Older Mr. Hart’s interest was piqued, twinkling trying to through Nathaniel. Nathaniel looked at his grandpa, baffled by his thoughts. Whenever Sofia was mentioned, his grandpa always thought he was in love her. Nathaniel “Grandpa, don’t you tell me first why her to me?” As far as knew, Older Mr. Hart had promised the Schneider family 80 million in benefits, which was a lifesaver for the nearly bankrupt Schneider group. Sofia had nothing unless his had lost his do something so foolish. didn’t want discuss this Nathaniel. simply “Why you care? already your wife. Don’t let her or I’ll be the first to with you.