A Cue For Happiness

Chapter 48 Cry If It Hurts

The next day, Natalie was woken up by the sound of knocking on the door.

“Who’s there?” she called out.

“Natalie, it’s me and Sophia.” The owner of the voice was Franklin. “You’re awake? Can we come in?” he asked.

“Sure!”

Just as Franklin was twisting the doorknob, Natalie suddenly remembered the hyper-realistic mask that she had left in the bathroom. Hurriedly, she went to collect it and put it on.

She was greeted by the twins just as soon as she exited the bathroom.

Franklin lifted his head and greeted Natalie energetically. “Good morning, Natalie.”

Sophia, on the other hand, showed her a piece of paper. The words good morning was written on the paper using crayons. There were even pink petals drawn on the sides.

The twins were really something.

Franklin was domineering yet endearing. He was the embodiment of a young master.

Sophia, on the other hand, was adorable and smart. Her cuteness made everyone’s hearts melt.

Although Natalie had rejected their suggestion for her to move in, she could not deny her desire to get closer to them.

“Good morning, Franklin and Sophia.”

their heads. However, she soon realized that

as if her lost pair of twins were right

in her heart was

this was why she wanted to give Franklin and Sophia the best love and care she could. She wanted to make up for

two to the dining room

sat down and smiled at Samuel. “Good

from the night before flashed

his children or whether he was trying to flirt with

had made

not believe that he could also endure the fact that

sip of his coffee as his gaze met Natalie’s.

attitude toward

after five years to get back at the Nichols family. Getting into any unwanted business was not

breakfast, Gavin came to report to Samuel after receiving a phone call. “Mr. Samuel, Ms. Yara called to inform that her film crew has let her off for half a day. She said that

a slice of cake for Sophia, accidentally exerted

the plate grazed the back of Natalie’s hand

fresh wound

as everything happened

feel the pain from her wound. Instead, she was contemplating whether her clumsiness seemed too out of

lip as she proceeded to force a slight smile. “I… My hand

from Natalie’s wound, the

his and turned

hurriedly obeyed and went to look for the