"You didn't eat much, did you? You were watching us most of the time. I hope you are not mistreating your tummy." Nathalia wiped her eyes dry and asked gently.
"My tummy is happy." He said cheerfully. He felt warm and relaxed, lying on the sofa with his head resting on her shoulder. "You know, I'm not greedy. All I need is to enjoy dinner together with you and mum after a day's work."
"What about your dad?" Nathalia asked tentatively.
"My dad? I don't think of him often. I don't care." His tone turned cold.
Seeing how his face changed from contentment to coldness, Nathalia's heart melted, and she cuddled him tight, "He's not worth it. Let's forget about him."
Love flowed all over Spencer. This was the very first time Nathalia took the initiative to be close to him since they last separated. What did it mean?
