Rebirth Swapped Bride; Married to the Ruthless Cursed Billionaire 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 ergence 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 atball onto Grandpa Luther's plate, the radiant smile still hanging on her face.

"This is your favorite, please eat more."

Her deanor was very familiar and intimate.

"How thoughtful of you, to rember my favorite dish, unlike this brat, Sinclair."

Grandpa Luther chuckled rrily, his expression joyful, as he picked up a piece and popped it into his mouth.

"Grandpa, " While having her al 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 rember correctly, Miss Rodriguez specializes in traditional dicine, doesn't she?"

It was common knowledge that traditional dicine 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 dicine with my grandfather for seven years.

I have so understanding of basic maintenance and the four diagnostic thods."

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 fulfillnt of his promise to his old friend, on the other hand, it was for the Rodriguez family's dical skills.

After all, only the unique acupuncture thod of the Rodriguez family could suppress Sinclair's physical condition.

"After dinner, Miss Rodriguez, help 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 atballs again.

"As you age, you tend to accrue more physical ailnts."

"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 beca 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 movents, 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 imdiately t 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 an? 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 so 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.