Chapter 44 Natalie, are you asking for my help?

By now, it was already past dinner time, and when the dishes were ready, it was almost time for supper.

Having congee for supper was good for the stomach, but considering that Oliver might not be full, Natalie made mushroom, vegetable and seafood congee, as well as sour soup with fatty beef and steamed fish.

All the food was ready before 9 o’clock.

Natalie went upstairs and knocked on Oliver's door, and someone quickly opened it from inside.

Oliver had just taken a shower and was loosely wearing a black silk robe that was untied around the waist, as if dressing nicely was a burden for him.

He looked down at her with a sour expression and a hint of paleness.

Natalie noticed his slightly hunched back and the tension in his abdomen. "Do you have a stomachache?"

“Get to the point, Natalie,” Oliver said, leaning against the door.

"I made dinner for you. Will you come downstairs and have something to eat?"

“I’m not hungry.” Oliver was in a bad mood and full of anger, so why bother eating?

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