Chapter 11

Pulling a chair out, Hilda remained standing for a long time.

Nathan retracted his gaze and his lips curled into a faint smile. "Family? I don't have one yet."

Hilda's heart beat uncontrollably as she wondered if she had said something she shouldn't have. Feeling at a loss, she finally sat down.

Nathan smiled and brought a pot of porridge from the kitchen. "Miss Hilda, it couldn't be helped last night as I had to lower your body temperature. The doctor said you might have a fever again today but since you are all fine you should take something really light."

Hilda looked at him in surprise. He looked different from the usual cold demeanor he usually had. Nathan wasn't in suit today. He merely wore a set of grey colored casual clothes but he still looked really good.

And the most surprising was his homely demeanor. He could even cook. "It smells good." Hilda said as she took a whiff.

Nathan smiled and filled her bowl with some porridge. "Then give it a try. I only started making it ea