Chapter 320
Four pairs of beady little eyes regarded her with identical expressions of worry.
Clayton leaned over. âMommy, your face looks really red. Are you all right?â
âAre you unwell, Mommy?â Franklin appeared anxious.
Even greedy little Sophia lowered her fork. âWhere does it hurt? Do you need to see a doctor?â
The culprit is seated right next to me!
Samuel held his temples with his free hand and gazed at her with amusement as if he too was feeling
concerned about her wellbeing.
Though his large hand was grasping her smaller one tightly beneath the table, his lips maintained that
carefree smile.
âI-Iâm fine,â Natalie said with a nervous chuckle as she fanned herself. âThe airâs a little stale, thatâs all.
Are we almost done, children? Iâll get the bill.â
With another fierce glare at Samuel, she ordered him wordlessly to let go of her.
As she got to her feet, Samuel obliged and let her hand slide out of his.
With a gait a little more hurried than necessary, Natalie strode toward the cashier.
Samuel gazed at her silhouette and felt his smile becoming broader.
Without much thought in the act, he reached for Natalieâs unfinished cup of latte and placed his lips on
where hers had been, and took a sip.
The only sugar this cup of latte needed is the touch of her lips. Mmm, perfection.
Franklin pouted in disapproval.
âDaddy, why donât you order your own instead of drinking Natalieâs coffee?â
âWastage is a sin,â Samuel answered simply. âOne cup is just the right amount for the both of us.â
At the cashier, Natalie was busy extracting her purse. Though card payments were becoming more
common, Natalie still preferred paying by cash.
âThe bill, please.â
âA hundred and twenty-eight in total.â As the cashier, a young girl in a khaki-colored apron, waited for
Natalie to rummage through her purse, she heaved a sigh of admiration. âWhat an adorable group of
children you have there! Are you the nanny employed by the childrenâs father to care for them?â
Natalie frowned and gazed up at the cashier.
However, the cashier did not get the hint and carried on chattering.
âWhat a handsome man he is! Could he be their father, though? He seems a little young! How did you
become their nanny, by the way? I wouldnât mind trying my luck for the interview. Do you have his contact
details? Can you give them to me?â
In your dreams, little girl. Youâre supposed to be at work, by the way. Not daydreaming
Natalie was about to interrupt the cashier when Samuelâs voice came from behind.
âBilly, acquire this shop tomorrow.â
âYes, Mr. Bowers.â
Samuel and Billy stood behind Natalie when she turned around in surprise.
Samuelâs gaze was cold. The aura he was emanating sent a chill down the cashierâs spine.
âW-Why?â she stammered in disbelief. âI didnât offend you!â
âImpertinence.â Samuel narrowed his eyes and under the cashierâs stupefied gaze, took hold of Natalieâs
hand and pulled her close against him.
The cashier finally realized her mistake albeit too late. Thatâs not their nanny. Thatâs his woman!
Samuel disliked listening to the gossip of people who did not matter. With an arm around Natalieâs waist,
the couple strode off in the direction of the children.
Natalie gazed up and studied Samuel thoughtfully.
With such chiseled features and such a domineering presence, itâs no wonder that women simper over
him wherever he goes.
Samuel sensed Natalieâs gaze upon him.
âAm I that attractive for you to be staring at me all day, Nat?â he said softly, his low voice reverberating
pleasantly in her ears.