As the daughter of a wealthy family, Sally Dalton always lived in luxury and rarely did such tasks.
Having decided in her heart that Nathan Leafcastle was ready to be with her, she made every effort to show her affection. This ti, she especially learned from Liliana Davis how to make soup, from buying the ingredients to cleaning, and making the soup... all the steps were completed by herself.
Due to her lack of experience and unfamiliarity, getting injured was inevitable.
Not only were her fingers poked by bone spurs, but the palm of her hand was also scalded. However, she chose not to tell Nathan Leafcastle.
First, she didn’t want him to worry, and second, she didn’t want to appear like a spoiled young lady in front of him.
After all, they ca from different backgrounds.
From birth until now, Sally Dalton’s life had been smooth with no major setbacks.
Nathan Leafcastle’s family was originally extraordinary as well, but after divorcing his father, his mother took care of him alone, and after his father’s untily death, life was naturally tough. Now, with his own efforts, he achieved his current position step by step.
In front of him, Sally Dalton never acted like a spoiled daughter of a respectable family, just to avoid putting pressure on him.
Cautiously peeling off the band-aid on her hand, Nathan Leafcastle couldn’t help but frown upon seeing the wound on her finger.
"Did you disinfect it?"
"It’s okay, it’s such a small wound..."
"Wait for ."
He released her palm and quickly left the study room, returning shortly with a dicine box.
He pulled her to sit beside the sofa and carefully cleaned her wound, finally wrapping it with a new band-aid.
Watching the man’s ticulous actions, a smile slowly tugged at the corner of Sally’s lips.
Liliana Davis watched the young couple with a smile as well, choosing not to remain and act as a third wheel. Instead, she quietly exited the study room, closing the door behind them.
"Alright." With the band-aid properly stuck, Nathan Leafcastle placed Sally Dalton’s hand onto her knee and tidied up the trash on the floor, throwing it into the garbage can.
anwhile, Sally Dalton had stood up straight and tried the soup on the table.
"It’s a bit not hot anymore, let heat it for you!"
"No need!" Nathan Leafcastle approached, took the bowl from her hand, and drank it in big gulps, "This temperature is just right."
"Is the taste okay?" she asked cautiously.
"It’s good, quite fresh." Nathan Leafcastle tilted his head and drank all the soup from the bowl, placing the bowl back onto the tray. Then, taking the tissue Sally handed over, he wiped the soup from the corner of his lips, extending his hand to gently embrace her, "Sally, rest assured... In the future, I’ll definitely treat you well!"
A girl waited for him for six years, willingly doing everything for him, especially now that they were in such a relationship.
Nathan Leafcastle knew well that if he let her down, he would be a jerk.
Sally Dalton took a gentle breath and reached over to hug his waist.
Since that night, he appeared sowhat emotionally off, and Sally Dalton originally had so uncertainties about his thoughts.
After waiting for six years, she finally received this promise, and she was already content.
"The company is just starting here, and there’s still a lot of work to do. Could we possibly delay the marriage a bit?" Nathan Leafcastle raised his hand to hold her face, "I hope to achieve sothing first before proposing to your parents."
Knowing him for six years, how could she not understand his pride?
He wanted to prove to everyone that he was not reaching beyond his ans by being with Sally Dalton, and this was clear to her.
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