Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster-Chapter 81 - 80: Little Pervert Meets Big Pervert

When South Grant sat at the dining table with a face full of gloom, he thought Nathan Foster was simply toxic.

Originally, she thought she was already filthy enough.

Now, compared to Nathan Foster, she was just a small dirt compared to great dirt.

South Grant gloomily picked up the bowl in front of him, grabbed a spoon, and took a bite of the porridge in the bowl.

Then, South Grant frowned, swallowed the porridge with difficulty, and looked down at the porridge in the bowl.

Inside were black beans, the least favorite of South Grant, and he glanced at Nathan Foster’s breakfast only to find it completely different from his own.

Why was he given this black porridge to drink while Nathan got meat porridge?

"Do you have the nerve to eat meat porridge yourself and give me this stuff to drink?" South Grant looked at the bowl in front of him with no appetite.

"This porridge has been simmering for you since last night, for a full five hours. It’s good for your body," Nathan Foster said blandly, looking up.

South Grant looked at the porridge in front of him, expressing doubt.

Good for her body?

Could it be to help her arm recover?

With a skeptical attitude, she finished the whole bowl of porridge.

After breakfast, Nathan Foster personally drove her to school.

As they got closer to school, South Grant looked at the plaster cast on her arm and asked Nathan Foster:

"Did the doctor say when these can be removed?"

"Didn’t I tell you last time? It can be removed in a month." By this time, they had reached the school, and Nathan Foster parked the car on the side.

"Didn’t the porridge I drank this morning help my arm? Does it still take a month?" South Grant thought the food therapy could speed up her recovery.

Nathan Foster then turned his head, looked at her twice, and raised an eyebrow, asking:

"Who said that porridge was good for your arm?"

"...Didn’t you say it was good for my body?" Right now, the only injured part of her body was her arm; everything else was perfectly fine.

At this moment, a hint of amusement flashed in Nathan Foster’s eyes, and then he said leisurely:

"That was breast-enlarging porridge."

South Grant: "..."

The whole morning passed, and South Grant was still thinking about the mocking smile Nathan Foster had at the school gate in the morning.

Now, Nathan Foster, with his sharp tongue, made people want to strangle him within minutes.

At noon, South Grant’s class was eating at the school cafeteria. As she was packing up her things to go there, Fiona Grant appeared. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Hey, do you have time for lunch today? Let’s eat together," Fiona Grant said with her usual smile.

"No time." South Grant had no plans to waste time on her.

Fiona Grant then walked closer to South Grant, speaking in a low voice: "Sis, I know you’re mad at me. I don’t dare ask for your forgiveness. You don’t like me, so I’ll appear less in front of you. But I must remind you, Shawn Grant has his eye on your shares. A few days ago, he threatened me, asking me to find a way to give him all your shares. I refused Shawn Grant, but he’ll definitely find other ways. Sis, you be careful."

After listening to Fiona Grant, South Grant couldn’t help but look at her.

Her selfishness, cold-heartedness, South Grant had seen in a previous life.

When would she ever think of herself? That was something that would never happen.

Right now, she was simply trying to repair their already broken relationship.

The crack in South Grant’s heart was something that could never be mended.

However, Fiona Grant’s words did remind South Grant that it was time to cast the net.

She wanted to watch as Shawn Grant and Miles Grant battled it out, and then she’d reap the benefits.

It seemed it was necessary to return to The Grant Family at noon today.