Novel & Cerita Dear Nathan Thank You Salma

I knew Grayson Vexley never did anything out of kindness, especially not for me. But still. For once, it was easier not to question it. To just enjoy this moment. “Just so you know,” Nathan said loudly as he plodded down next to me, breaking me out of my thoughts. “We’re not here for you. We’re only here because Saeed promised us cake.” I rolled my eyes but even Nathan’s word had no bite today. I found myself smiling. “I promised no such thing,” Maya said primly. “And shut up.”

"Here, eat this. It's a peace offering." Nathan blinks down at the food I've bought him. My sweat glands immediately open when he moves his arm, and I sit uncomfortably in my seat. I feel dumb for coming here. What was I thinking when I bought him food? Nathan is probably going to be ultra dramatic. I can already see him yelling at me for pitying him and breaking the plate before saying we are enemies— "Thank you," Nathan offers me a sweet smile before picking up the hamburger. "I'm starving."

Thea smirked sarcastically and said, "You want to use me to promote your business for free? Nathan, are you businessmen so shameless? Where is your face?" Nathan said, "I promise I won't let you lose out. I'll give you an appearance f*e."

I whispered. Behind me, Nathan stepped in quietly, standing by the door. I glanced at Judith, mouthing the words, “Thank you.” She gave me a small nod in return. It wasn’t until after the hug that Judith finally noticed Nathan. She stood up quickly with a mischievous grin. “Well, well, Isla,” she teased. “You brought the handsome chef home.” Nathan smiled, a bit shy. “Hi, I’m Nathan,” he said, offering his hand.

Nathan finally noticed her and quickly greeted her with a polite nod. “Good morning, ma’am.” Serena smiled and gestured toward her mother. “Mom, this is Nathan. We went to school together, and we’re good friends.” Mrs. Winthrop’s eyes lit up as she took in Nathan’s respectful stance, his polished appearance, and the genuine concern on his face. Something about him just felt right. Her lips curled into a warm smile. “Ah, so you’re Nathan?” Nathan nodded politely. “Yes, ma’am. It’s nice to meet you.”

"Are you all here? Mom, Dad, Fathan, Sis Chessa also Agra. Have you been waiting for this naughty little lion to wake up?" Now, I remember my past. I am Adela Rafa, a school principal who has an older brother. Also have a friend and senior class I like. A sweet and sour story in every step I took, I was stupid forgetting it. Is I not late to realize it? Because, I want to apologize also thank you Nathan. Thank you for the karma that you have left me. Also Agra sorry I should be your satumi ear, I'll make up it soon. So, wait for me. 🎧🎧🎧

she asked "Yes" Nathaniel respond "Thank you" Nana said and bow down

"Silly. I had come here with Roger but he had to attend to something important and I am really craving for chicken so I used that as an excuse to see you." "Hi Sally." Nathan said, coming from nowhere and taking off the hand gloves from his hands. "It's nice to meet you here." He grinned, like always, extending his hand for a handshake. "It's nice to see you too." Sally said boringly, not even making anything related to a smile but accepted his handshake. Nathan was saying something to Sally then Tessa sighted us and immediately dropped the tray she was carrying on a table and walked to us hastily. "Nathan," she said, smiling hysterically.

Anita thanked him and Nathan pulled out of the hug then made her look at him. “There is no need for you to thank me for anything, you are my mate Anita and I would try to give you the world if you asked. I would also destroy it if it calmed you.” Nathan told her and she smiled at him. This was the first time he saw her smile; she had a beautiful smile and he loved seeing her smile. “You have a beautiful smile.” He complimented and she turned her head to the side to hide her blushing.

“Sorry.” “Hello?” I picked up the phone. “Ma’am, Omar pointed to a notepad, so I understood that he wanted to write something down. I held the notebook for him and he wrote something that I thought must be a something he wants you to know.” The nurse said. “What did he write?” I asked her. “He wrote, ‘don’t trust Nathan’. I’m not sure what he means by that.” She said. I froze, I couldn’t even move anymore. I looked over at Nathan and as soon as he saw my face, he became uneasy. I didn’t even know how to respond to that.