A Little Hamster
A Little Hamster
Chapter 37 A Little Hamster
Rachel hurriedly reassured, "Grandma, don't worry. You're aware of Nelson's health condition, and moreover... Do you think he truly cares about the woman? I guess he's simply intrigued and wants to have some casual fun."
Elizabeth supposed what Rachel said was right. Given Nelson's enigmatic and aloof nature, she wondered how long he could possibly keep Charlotte around. It wouldn't be surprising if one day he got the urge and killed her.
With that thought in mind, she let out a sigh of relief and said, "By the way, remember to invite Becca as well."
Rachel was well aware of Elizabeth's intentions, so she nodded in acknowledgment. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.
As Charlotte pushed Nelson back into the courtyard, the servants had just finished brewing the medicine. As soon as Charlotte caught a whiff of the scent, she knew that the prescription had been changed. Her eyes instantly lit up, glowing like the radiance of a thousand stars captured within her gaze. "Mr. Clark... Did you change the medicine?"
Nelson rubbed his temple with his ring finger as he lazily said, "Yes, the doctor said your prescription is quite good."
Not only was the prescription good, but that old doctor was also genuinely amazed by it. He kept asking Waylon who came up with such a marvelous prescription and insisted on meeting the person.
Clearly, Waylon couldn't bring an old man to meet Charlotte. That would be deliberately provoking Nelson.
Charlotte smiled faintly and whispered, "As long as it's effective, that's all that matters."
Nelson glanced at the cake on the small table and said, "Open it."
Charlotte thought he was hungry, so she nodded and proceeded to unwrap the packaging of two small cakes, revealing a chocolate soufflé and a strawberry cream cake.
The portions were small but intricately made. They were all bestsellers from the pastry shop.
Charlotte carefully arranged the forks. She could not wait to see how graceful Nelson was when he enjoyed the cakes.
To her surprise, Nelson said, "Go ahead and eat."
Charlotte was at a loss for words.
Her eyes widened with confusion as she looked at Nelson, and her mind filled with question marks. It was then that she remembered Nelson's identity.
She thought to herself, "Hmm... Maybe important figures like him would have someone taste the food before eating to check for poison?"
She picked up a fork and took a small bite of each cake. Upon confirming that they were safe to eat, she reassured Nelson, "You may go ahead and enjoy them, Mr. Clark."
As he listened to the little girl's gentle voice, Nelson closed his eyes and uttered, "I don't really like sweet things. You probably won't be able to eat much for dinner later, so have some to fill your stomach."
Charlotte was stunned.
She wondered why he bought the cakes if he didn't like sweet things.
"Could it be that Mr. Clark bought it specifically for me?" she pondered.
As these thoughts crossed her mind, Charlotte's heart began to leap with excitement. She held the soufflé as she whispered to Nelson, "...Thank you, Sir."
Only her mother and grandfather had ever bought her cakes before.
Nelson didn't say anything.
Charlotte took one bite of soufflé and then one bite of strawberry cake, gobbling them up like a little hamster. She was overjoyed by the taste. However, her stomach had a limited capacity, so she couldn't eat a lot. After finishing the soufflé, she couldn't eat anything else.
Nelson suddenly opened his eyes. With a deep voice, he asked, "Is it good?"
With the fork in her mouth, Charlotte nodded and squinted her large eyes. "Yes, it's delicious. Their soufflé is very famous."
In the past, she always felt extremely envious when she saw her classmates go there to eat.
She initially wanted to ask Nelson if he wanted to have a taste, but then she remembered that she had already eaten it herself, and he didn't like sweet things, so she decided not to ask.
Nelson, on the other hand, said with a meaningful expression, "Seeing you enjoy it so much, I'd like to have a taste too."
Charlotte made a sound of surprise.
The next moment, Nelson held her fair and tender hand to scoop up a small bite of cake with the fork.