- Novel-Eng
- Romance
- CEO & Rich
- Billionaire
- Marriage & Family
- Love
- Sweet Love
- Revenge
- Werewolf
- Family
- Marriage
- Drama
- Alpha
- Action
- Adult
- Adventure
- Comedy
- Drama
- Ecchi
- Fantasy
- Gender Bender
- Harem
- Historical
- Horror
- Josei
- Game
- Martial Arts
- Mature
- Mecha
- Mystery
- Psychological
- Romance
- School Life
- Sci-fi
- Seinen
- Shoujo
- Shounen Ai
- Shounen
- Slice of Life
- Smut
- Sports
- Supernatural
- Tragedy
- Wuxia
- Xianxia
- Xuanhuan
- Yaoi
- Military
- Two-dimensional
- Urban Life
- Yuri
Chapter 609 A Rampage
“Ouch!” Just when Natalie was peeling an apple for the children, she accidentally cut her fingertip,
causing blood to ooze out.
For some unknown reason, she felt a sense of dread flooding into her to the extent of not realizing that
she was bleeding.
Only when her blood started dripping onto the floor did she regain her senses and stopped the bleeding
with a paper towel.
After she was done peeling the apple, Natalie brought it out from the kitchen with a smile. “Kids, come
and have some apples.”
Even though the four of them were talented in their own right, they were still only five years old. Hence,
they preferred eating ice cream and fries over fruits and vegetables.
When Gavin or the other housekeepers served them fruits, they would always find a reason to refuse.
Nevertheless, they surrounded Natalie as she was the one who prepared the apple.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSamuel was also sitting beside them, munching casually on his apple.
Franklin grinned. “Daddy, don’t you hate apples the most?”
Sophia nodded. “That’s right. I remember you saying that you avoid apples because of their strange
taste.”
In response, Natalie stared curiously at Samuel who looked like he was enjoying the fruit. How is that
possible? He doesn’t look like he hates it at all.
“Samuel, do you really hate apples?” Natalie inquired.
“I do, but not the ones peeled by you.” His eyes sparkled. “Because of you, my hatred for them has
turned into love.”
Just as he spoke, the children turned toward their mother with widened eyes as they watched her cheeks
flush red.
After being embarrassed in front of the children, Natalie shot Samuel with a coy glare.
“Mommy, you’re blushing!” Clayton caused her embarrassment to intensify.
“Clayton.” Natalie stuffed a piece of apple into his mouth with a fork. “Even the apple isn’t enough to shut
your mouth.”
As for the other three children, all of them giggled knowingly.
Once they finished their apple, the children went upstairs and busied themselves with their respective
hobbies.
Franklin read financial books; Sophia studied those related to medicine; Xavian skimmed IT journals; and
Clayton engrossed himself in literature.
When Natalie saw all of them delving into such serious topics, she couldn’t help but sigh.
Parents usually worried that their children were falling behind in terms of learning. But for Natalie, her
concern was that they would miss out on their childhood.
After leaving the children’s room, she returned to her bedroom.
The moment she entered, Samuel gently caught her wrist.
“Hmm?” Natalie was caught by surprise.
“How did you hurt yourself from peeling apples?” Samuel gave her a look. “In the eyes of everyone else,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmyou’re a wise and fearless leader. But in front of me, you’re just like a bumbling fool that doesn’t know
how to avoid the rain or even peel an apple.”
“Who’re you talking about? I’m not a fool,” she retorted.
“Are you not?” He furrowed his brows and turned her hand over to reveal her cut fingertip. “Don’t think
that I didn’t notice you hurting yourself.”
“You saw it from the beginning?”
“Mm-hmm.”
Nodding, Samuel pulled Natalie to the bedside and got her to sit down.
Next, he brought out a first aid kit from the cupboard. After applying some antiseptic to her wound, he
patched it up with an adhesive gauze.
Meanwhile, Natalie was filled with an indescribable warmth as she watched him treat her wound while
half-kneeling on the ground.
At that distance, his black obsidian eyes caused her heart to skip a beat before pounding furiously.