Sometimes she was in a church, sometimes she was in school, and sometimes she was in a noisy street while watching others in pairs. She was always alone.

Natear after year, she was alone, facing the white walls in her room.

She thought that when she met Jack Lee, her good luck had already been used up. But now, she realized how lucky she was to have met Nathan Shaw.

Although he was cold, domineering, stingy with a bad temper, and always liked to threaten people, he helped her more than once when she was most desperate.

"What do you want to eat?" Nathan Shaw asked.

Sierra Moore thought for a moment and said, "I want to eat shrimp."

Looking at the plate of grilled shrimp, Nathan Shaw raised his eyebrows, looked at her white and tender little hands, and looked at his own. He accepted his fate and put on his gloves to help her peel the shrimp.

"Open your mouth."

A low voice sounded in her ears. Sierra Moore opened her mouth as if she was bewitched. The delicious shrimp meat was stuffed into her mouth, and her mouth was full of the fragrance of grilled shrimp.

She liked to eat shrimp, but she did not like to peel them. Now that Mr. Shaw had condescended to personally help her peel shrimps, Sierra Moore was so moved that tears began to roll down her cheeks.

She rubbed her face against his arm, her face full of gratitude. "Nathan Shaw, you are so good."

Nathan Shaw did not feel embarrassed. He nodded and said, "It's not too late to know now."

After he finished speaking, he handed over a shrimp. Sierra Moore opened her mouth and bit it. Unexpectedly, she accidentally bit Nathan Shaw's finger as if she treated his finger as a lobster.

Not noticing the gloomy eyes of the person beside her, Sierra Moore was still immersed in the happiness of eating shrimp and naturally enjoyed Nathan Shaw's service.

Lisa looked at them in surprise. She had never thought that Boss could be so gentle.

John Smith flipped through the food on the tin paper while clinking glasses with Ken and Lisa with a can of beer. The cold wind could not extinguish the warmth in his heart.

If no one came to stir up trouble, the world would be even better.

During the whole night, Avery Yates was drinking to drown her sorrows. Elsa Foster was very distressed about her, so she pulled Avery Yates out to find Nathan Shaw and kept encouraging her, "Sister Avery, don't be discouraged. You and my brother are the most suitable match. Sierra Moore is not worthy."

Avery Yates was already a little drunk, but she still understood Elsa Foster's words. She looked at her with gratitude and grievance, "Elsa, you must help me. I really like Nate."

Elsa Foster nodded and promised, "Sister Avery, don't worry. I will definitely help you. Let's go and find him now."

Lisa was sitting under a tree. When she saw Avery Yates and Elsa Foster come out, she began to worry for Sierra Moore. However, she was more curious, thinking to herself, "How would Sierra Moore respond?"

When Elsa Foster pulled Avery Yates over, she saw that Nathan Shaw was peeling shrimp while Sierra Moore was lazily sitting to the side and eating one mouthful at a time.

"Sierra Moore! You let my brother peel shrimp for you? You shameless!" Elsa Foster was so angry that her face turned pale. She threw Avery Yates away and ran over, reaching out to push Sierra Moore.

Sierra Moore was shocked by the sudden voice. Her reaction was slow, to begin with, and now it was too late to hide. She could only look at Elsa Foster with a pale face.

Not far in front of Sierra Moore was the charcoal stove. If she really fell down, she would definitely hit the stove.

At this moment, Nathan Shaw had already taken off his gloves. He held her shoulders and pulled her into his arms. He felt her body tremble slightly and the anger in his heart suddenly rose.

Last time, Sierra Moore left because she saw Elsa Foster. Now, Elsa Foster dared to be so presumptuous in front of him. He felt really outrageous.

"Elsa Foster, do you know who you are talking to?" Nathan Shaw looked at her coldly. His terrifying gaze made her want to shudder.

As the Eldest daughter of of the Foster Family, Elsa Foster had been spoiled since she was young.

Coupled with the fact that she was born into such a noble family, even if she made a mistake since childhood, there would always be someone to take responsibility for it, which was why she had developed such a willful personality.

She looked at Nathan Shaw in disbelief. "Brother Nate, you actually scolded me for this woman?"

Nathan Shaw entered the Foster Family when he was sixteen. At that time, Elsa Foster was only eight years old. The first time she saw her aunt's child, the little child's eyes were full of curiosity.

Although Nathan Shaw was cold to everyone, the Foster Family loved him very much. Elsa Foster also liked this good-looking big brother and followed him whenever there was a chance.

During those years when Nathan Shaw was in the Foster Family, although he did not treat her warmly, for the sake of his uncle, he had never spoken harsh words to her.

Last time on the phone, because of Sierra Moore, he had already scolded Elsa Foster once. This time, in front of so many people, he actually scolded her for this woman!

Elsa Foster was very angry. In the past, when she was unhappy, her brothers would coax her. She felt that it was because of Sierra Moore that Nathan Shaw treated her like this.

"Brother Nate, you ignored me this night and now you are scolding me because of an outsider. This is really too much!" She looked at Nathan Shaw with red eyes.

"Nate, Elsa is your sister. You really went overboard today!" Avery Yates looked at him disapprovingly.

In fact, Sierra Moore also felt that it was a bit too much. She quietly looked at the people around her. Although she knew that he did this for her, she did not want him to be embarrassed.

"Nathan Shaw."

Sierra Moore opened her mouth and was about to persuade him, but this person suddenly snatched away the skewers in her hand. "You are not allowed to eat so much meat. If you grow fat, I won't love you."

"Am I fat?" Sierra Moore glared at him angrily. After thinking about it, she realized that something was wrong. She clearly wanted to talk about Elsa Foster. Why did the topic suddenly change to her weight?

As he was looking at her like this, Nathan Shaw's eyes were full of smiles. He loved the way she looked when she was bullied, but the premise was that only he could bully this woman.

Elsa Foster had been targeting Sierra Moore all night, and he hadn't wanted to care about it at first. He had only tolerated Elsa Foster's mistakes again and again because her surname was Ling.

However, he was also aware of his cousin's personality. He knew that if he did not teach her a lesson, she would probably find trouble with Sierra Moore.

Thinking of this, Nathan Shaw lowered his head to look at the person beside him. He saw that the expression on Sierra Moore's face was not as relaxed as before. She was a little angry. The originally good atmosphere had been completely destroyed.

Avery Yates seemed to be a little drunk. She looked at Nathan Shaw with a pair of eyes full of love. There was a hint of blame in them. Elsa Foster, who was next to her, was even angrier.

Sierra Moore suddenly felt a headache. She had never been good at socializing. Otherwise, Sophie Lucas would not be the only good friend around her.

She thought for a moment and said to the two intruders, "Hey, Elsa and Miss Nate, are you hungry? Do you want to have a barbeque together?"

Sierra Moore originally had good intentions, but others did not think so.

Elsa Foster didn't give her any face. She sneered and said, "Miss, I am not familiar with you. Don't call me so intimately!"

When Sierra Moore heard this, there was a trace of being hurt in her eyes for a moment. She looked at Nathan Shaw for help and wanted him to comfort his sister so that this Eldest daughter of would not be unhappy.

Nathan Shaw thought to herself, "Sierra Moore has obviously suffered a grievance, but she is still willing to compromise. What a silly girl."

Nathan Shaw gave her a reassuring look. When he looked away, his expression turned already cold. "Since she said she was not familiar with you, there is no need to invite her."

"Brother Nate, are you crazy?" Elsa Foster originally thought that he would speak up for her, but she did not expect that he would actually help that woman like this. She was so angry that she stomped her feet.

No one noticed the cold light that flashed in Avery Yates's lowered eyes. She looked at the furious Elsa Foster and a cold smile appeared on her face.

"Elsa, don't say that about your brother." She reached out to pull Elsa Foster.

"But I just can't accept it!" Elsa Foster did not understand the situation at all and thought that Nathan Shaw was only confused for a moment, which was why he was captivated by Sierra Moore.

"Brother Nate, what's so good about this woman? She's ugly and her figure isn't good either. She has nothing at all. What part of her is good enough for you?" She asked, pointing at Sierra Moore, her face full of disdain.

"Shut up!"

Nathan Shaw couldn't take it anymore. He swept his cold gaze over and stopped on Elsa Foster's willful face. He said word by word, "I will only say this once today. Listen carefully. Sierra Moore is my woman. You are not allowed to be rude to her in the future."

As Avery Yates heard his words, her face instantly turned pale and her body swayed weakly. She was almost unable to stand steadily.

Elsa Foster looked as if she had seen a ghost. She jumped up, pointed at Sierra Moore, and shouted, "I don't believe it. Why should I accept her?"

Seeing that Elsa Foster was a little out of control, Avery Yates became a little more clear-headed. She pulled her and said, "Elsa, stop talking. Your brother will be angry."

"I don't care! Anyway, I won't admit her!"

Elsa Foster shook her off. Avery Yates already had a top-heavy state. She was almost thrown off by Elsa Foster. Her expression immediately turned ugly. She thought to herself, "This Eldest daughter of, who is praised to the heavens, really has no brains at all."

"Since that's the case, don't call me brother in the future. I'll get someone to buy a plane ticket for you tomorrow. Get back to America." Nathan Shaw sneered.

"Brother Nate."

Elsa Foster was on the verge of tears, thinking to herself, "I have just returned. It is fine if Nathan Shaw does not accompany me, but now he is chasing me away for this woman he has just met. This is not true."

Seeing that Elsa Foster's face was very ugly, Sierra Moore was originally a little wronged, but now she felt extremely awkward. She quickly pulled Nathan Shaw and said, "Nathan Shaw, stop talking."

Nathan Shaw's expression was still very ugly. He looked at Elsa Foster and said, "If you're full, hurry back and pack up. I'll get someone to send you to the airport tomorrow."

Those words were too straightforward and harsh. He left no room for argument. Elsa Foster cried immediately. "Sister Avery, look at him.

"Nate, Elsa is still young. Don't scare her." Avery Yates was dizzy. She looked at Nathan Shaw with a pair of blurred eyes. Her delicate face carried a wisp of worry.

These words sounded as ambiguous as they could be. Even the slow-witted Sierra Moore felt very uncomfortable when she heard them. She felt that Avery Yates did not think of herself as an outsider at all.

In fact, Avery Yates deliberately said these ambiguous words to mislead others. Seeing Sierra Moore's disappointed expression, she carefully controlled the smile on her lips.