My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 477

Natalie didn't know how to reply.

She simply changed the subject. "What you just said is not true, isn't it?"

Remington raised his eyebrows and said, "Natalie, do you think I need to lie to you? Why should I lie to you?"

Doubts flashed across Natalie's eyes.

She carefully examined the man in front of her.

He was gorgeous, and he was noble and elegant.

Why would a man like him lie to her?

For her hand in marriage or s*x?

No, both were impossible.

Were they really a couple?

Natalie's head was throbbing.

Remington knew Natalie was once again caught in between.

He glanced at his watch on his wrist and said, "Come on, Natalie. Don't think too much about it. I'll take you to dinner. You haven't eaten yet, have you?" "How did you know?" Remington's eyes fell on Natalie's stomach, "You're a foodie. If you haven't eaten, your stomach will be flat. After eating, your stomach will bloat from eating too much."

Natalie was silent.

The doubts in her eyes were getting heavier and heavier.

He even knew this. Was it true that she was dating Remington?

"Are the scars on my stomach from an appendicitis surgery?" Natalie suddenly asked.

When she was taking a shower, she found a scar in her lower abdomen.

She went to ask Yvonne.

Yvonne said she had appendicitis and was operated on.

Natalie didn't think much about it at first. But when Yvonne answered her, she was shifting, causing her to doubt what she said.

A deep light flashed in Remington's eyes but quickly disappeared.

It was so fast that Natalie did not notice it.

"Yes," Remington replied.

Natalie breathed a sigh of relief.

She was probably overthinking, and the scar on her lower belly was really from her appendicitis surgery.

"Natalie, let me bring you for dinner," Remington shifted the topic.

Natalie looked at him, hesitant, "We... really are a couple?"

"Yes. I've said it 10,000 times, Natalie." Remington held Natalie's hand.

Natalie was a bit uncomfortable.

She was starting to believe Remington, because he seemed to have no reason to lie to her.

However, she still felt uncomfortable as Remington held her hand.

But to think about it, if she really were his girlfriend, it was natural for him to hold her hand.

Natalie wanted to retrieve her discomfort, but she eventually couldn't.

She retracted her hand from Remington's.

Remington glanced at Natalie. Fortunately, he did not force her.

Then, he brought Natalie to a night stall.

A familiar scent crept into Natalie's nose.

Natalie felt hungry instantly.

Remington ordered some lobster and dishes.

It was all Natalie's favorite.

Natalie threw a thoughtful glance at Remington.

Remington was familiar with what she liked. Perhaps he was telling the truth.

When the lobsters were served, Remington slowly and carefully helped Natalie remove the shell.

It was odd to see someone who was so noble to remove the shell.

"Let me do it," Natalie felt a little embarrassed.

Remington took a deep look at Natalie and said, "I'll do it. Women should be pampered. Let me help you."

Natalie's heart skipped a beat.

Halfway through the meal, they suddenly heard a quarrel from the side.

The quarrel grew louder and louder as if they were about to go into a fist fight.

Remington was bummed by it.

He looked at the table next to them impatiently, "Natalie, let's go somewhere else to eat."

Natalie hesitated for a moment.

"Okay," After a while, Natalie agreed.

Remington's wound was not serious. The hospital probably wouldn't help with a wound like that.

She could buy some gauze and alcohol from the pharmacy to treat it.

Natalie got into Remington's car.

"Can you drive with your wound?" Natalie asked.

"I'm fine. I won't die."

He drove by a pharmacy.

"You stay here. I'll go and get it," Natalie opened the car door.

Remington stopped getting down from the car.

Remington suddenly called out to her as Natalie took a few steps.

Natalie stopped and turned back.

Remington stared at her.

It was getting late, and the moon was creeping up.

The moonlight enveloped Remington's face, and his eyes were as bright as the stars.

"Natalie, remember to buy condoms," Remington's lips curled up into a smile.

Natalie was speechless.

She glared at him angrily as she hurried towards the pharmacy.

She obviously didn't buy condoms.

When she came back, Remington took a deep look at the medicine in Natalie's hand, "You didn't buy it?"

"Do you think I'll buy it?"

"That's true. It will feel better if I don't wear it."

Natalie kept silent.

"I'm not the only one who will feel better. You'll feel better too." Natalie shouted, "If you continue to talk like this, I'm not going to talk to you anymore."

"Okay, I'll stop talking about it and do it instead."