Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster

Chapter 304 - 303: What Happened?

Right now, South Grant’s health doesn’t allow her to eat cumin barbecue.

This time, no matter how much she pleaded, Nathan Foster didn’t agree to it.

In the end, he brought her a bowl of plain porridge and some greens.

South Grant was just short of holding a steamed cornbread, otherwise, it was like a scene of sorrow.

As she held the bowl, she hummed, "Holding a cornbread in my hand; there’s not a drop of oil in the dish..."

At first, Nathan Foster didn’t hear what she was singing. When he leaned in closer, he finally heard, and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Hurry and eat, for now, you can only have light food."

"Then remember you owe me a cumin barbecue."

"Okay."

"Take me when I recover."

"Okay."

"I want lamb specially flown in from the prairie."

"Okay."

Amid Nathan Foster’s continuous agreements, South Grant finished the bowl of porridge in her hand.

As night fell, Nathan Foster watched her fall asleep and quietly gazed at her serene sleeping face.

Nathan Foster realized that ever since she came into his life, it was difficult for him to keep a stern face.

He couldn’t figure out why someone so positive and optimistic would have symptoms of a personality disorder.

What had she gone through?

Nathan Foster reached out to touch her cheek. She uneasily furrowed her brows and muttered something indecipherable.

Nathan Foster lay down and pulled her into his embrace.

He had to find a way to make her secondary personality disappear.

Otherwise, they couldn’t be completely open with each other.

South Grant regained her normal health in about ten days, during which time, Shawn Grant kept calling her, saying the film preparations were all set and just waiting for her to get into position.

South Grant knew that Shawn Grant was getting restless.

He was eagerly waiting to make a comeback to prove his status in the Grant Group.

South Grant went to Aetherium Entertainment today, where Shawn Grant was in the office losing his temper.

"If you can’t even handle such simple matters, what’s the use of having you? You’ve got no promising talents, so I’ve been cultivating them for you. Now I’ve invested all our resources, barely boosting one to some fame, and now there’s a problem. Where’s his agent? And the PR manager? Are they all dead? Look at how they’re getting bashed online!"

South Grant heard Shawn Grant’s furious words from the doorway.

She raised an eyebrow, wondering what had happened.

Just then, South Grant knocked on the door, and Shawn Grant, still fuming, yelled:

"Knock knock knock, knock you..." The word "mother" didn’t leave his mouth before South Grant pushed the door open, and he swallowed his words.

"South, you’re finally here! Look at this bunch of idlers who do nothing but infuriate me every day."

South Grant thought the reason Shawn Grant was so irate now was probably because she had dealt him a blow last time, and his life wasn’t too smooth now, leading to such frustration.

"What happened?"

Seeing South Grant’s question, Shawn Grant told her about the recent happenings in the company.

"The company’s notable people have all switched jobs, and I thought I must cultivate a cornerstone. So, I invested all the company resources into someone named Caleb Holt. Recently, there’s a popular show called ’Heart with Dance,’ and I went to great lengths to get two people on it, Caleb Holt and Leo White, the male lead you selected for the film, to boost their visibility. But unexpected problems emerged."