Chapter 11: Send these things to Christopher

Chapter 11: Send these things to Christopher At the dinning table. A breathtakingly beautiful young girl was quietly eating the food in front of her, occasionally responding to the Grandpa Luther with a smile. How could this woman have accepted the sudden emergence of a marriage proposition so readily? Was it out of willingness? Or perhaps, she had a hidden agenda? Sinclair looked at Camilla with unfathomable eyes hidden beneath his scrutiny. Seeing that both Grandpa Luther and Sinclair's attention were all drawn towards Camilla, Sandra's hand tightened around her Spoon, the disapproval filled within her gaze couldn't be more apparent. "Grandpa Luther, " Sandra used the public Spoon to put a braised lion's head meatball onto Grandpa Luther's plate, the radiant smile still hanging on her face. "This is your favorite, please eat more." Her demeanor was very familiar and intimate. "How thoughtful of you, to remember my favorite dish, unlike this brat, Sinclair." Grandpa Luther chuckled merrily, his expression joyful, as he picked up a piece and popped it into his mouth. "Grandpa, " While having her meal in silence, Camilla suddenly looked up and smiled at Grandpa Luther. "Your digestion isn't so good, it's best to eat less hard-to-digest food for dinner." Surprisingly, Grandpa Luther wasn't upset, but his eyes lit up instead. "Miss Rodriguez, are you able to tell that my digestion isn't good just by looking?" Sandra's eyes darkened slightly. "If I remember correctly, Miss Rodriguez specializes in traditional medicine, doesn't she?" It was common knowledge that traditional medicine couldn't diagnose illnesses from one's complexion alone. This woman was deliberately opposing her! "Yes, that's right," Camilla's smile was gentle and sweet. "However, before that, I studied traditional medicine with my grandfather for seven years. I have some understanding of basic maintenance and the four diagnostic methods." Grandpa Luther nodded with an increasingly satisfied expression. "Worthy of being Old friend Rodriguez's granddaughter." Wanting Sinclair to marry Camilla. On one hand, it was in fulfillment of his promise to his old friend, on the other hand, it was for the Rodriguez family's medical skills. After all, only the unique acupuncture method of the Rodriguez family could suppress Sinclair's physical condition. "After dinner, Miss Rodriguez, help me to take a detailed pulse reading," Grandpa Luther continued to dine with a gentle expression, but he never touched the plate of red-braised lion's head meatballs again. "As you age, you tend to accrue more physical ailments." "Don't worry," Camilla picked up on Master Luther's jest, responding with a smile. "From now on, I'll help you take good care of your health, ensuring your long and healthy life." From the bottom of her heart, she sincerely hoped that this kindly elder, who truly loved her, would have a long and prosperous life, free from any harm. Grandpa Luther felt even more comforted. The atmosphere at the dinner table became increasingly harmonious. Damn XJR!! Sandra bit her lip, turned her head, and picked up a shrimp for Sinclair using the shared Spoon. "Sinclair, you've been busy working. Eat more." Grandpa Luther's unwell, but surely Sinclair's health won't be compromised too, right?! Luther's brows furrowed subtly. However, considering the old Mr. Porter's dignity, he didn't say anything, but began to plan in his heart. Camilla watched Sandra's movements, her expression didn't change. But only she knew that her heart felt as if it was being tightly clenched with sourness. Sinclair in her past life loved her and never gave any other woman the chance to get close to him, let alone offer their affections. This included Sandra. But now, he doesn't love her. Camilla looked at Sinclair with sudden uneasiness. Will... will he accept it? Sinclair lifted his head and immediately met his wife's slightly nervous and moist beautiful eyes, his eyes narrowing slightly. Is she afraid of him accepting Sandra's kindness? Interesting. Sinclair had initially changed his mind, but didn't say anything, just casually looking at the food Sandra was passing to him. Grandpa. Luther's eyebrows twitched. This ungrateful grandson was always blunt with Sandra, so he felt reassured about letting her appear in front of Camilla. Now, what does this mean? Is it intentional to provoke him? Silence is consent. Camilla's hand clenched on her Spoon grew pale. Seeing that Sinclair didn't refuse her, Sandra's anxious heart finally settled. She continued to use the serving Spoon diligently, picking up food for Sinclair. "Sinclair, this dish is really good." "Sinclair, try some fish." ...·. In just a few minutes, Sinclair's plate was piled up high. Sandra then put down her Spoon. "Finished?" Sinclair, his eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Sandra with a lightly hooked smile at the corner of his mouth. "Yes, you eat first," Sandra nodded with a smile. "I'll get more for you after you finish eating." Camilla gazed at Sinclair with soft eyes, curious about his next move. "Aunt Naomi," Sinclair's smile suddenly cooled. "Feed these things in this plate to Christopher." Christopher is one of the three dogs kept by the Luther Family.