Matthew Morgan couldn’t shake off the discomfort in his heart.
He entered the bathroom, stripped off all his clothes, and stood under the shower, letting the icy water pour down from above.
In that mont, amidst his unease, Matthew Morgan also felt a sense of relief.
Relief, for not telling Chloe Grant that the person she had been with twice... was him.
Matthew Morgan could fully imagine that if Chloe knew the truth, he probably wouldn’t see her again in this lifeti.
Thinking of this, even Matthew Morgan couldn’t help but mock himself.
To think he was known as the "genius war god" in the business world, always victorious, any negotiation with him leading was a guaranteed win.
Yet he... he lost to a little girl, completely, willingly.
Chloe Grant, while taking a shower, battled with her feelings and finally decided to give up her favorite little crayfish.
Just to avoid Matthew Morgan.
After simply changing into her ho clothes and planning to play gas, Matthew Morgan barged in...
Chloe Grant was stunned!
Even when Matthew Morgan grabbed her arm, dragged her downstairs, and forced her to sit at the dining table, she barely reacted.
The potent aroma of the little crayfish finally elicited a slight response from her.
Matthew Morgan sat right beside her.
Chloe Grant daringly sneaked a glance at him, but her gaze stopped at his beautifully shaped thin lips...
Her mind imdiately filled with countless question marks.
Why did he kiss her that day!
He was Uncle Morgan, how could he pin her against the wall and force a kiss!
Now, sitting here as if nothing happened, what was he trying to imply?
These questions popped up one after another, driving Chloe Grant nearly insane.
"Chloe, why aren’t you eating?"
Seeing Chloe sitting there motionless, Isabella Gray asked with concern.
Lucas had already peeled the fourth little crayfish for Lily Grant.
Back in the day, Chloe Grant would have fought Lucas to death for sure!
Little crayfish was her favorite, every year when crayfish season ca, Chloe Grant would go crazy eating them, never getting tired of it.
"I..."
Chloe Grant opened her mouth, feeling bitter.
How could she explain that because Matthew Morgan was sitting next to her, she really didn’t know... how to face him!
Just when Chloe Grant was thinking of an excuse to leave the dining table, her phone rang.
At that mont, it was like hearing a lifesaving signal!
She abruptly stood up, tossed out an "I’m answering a call" and fled out of the kitchen.
Only when she reached the front door did she stop, answering the phone, "Hello?"
Because she ran so hastily, she was slightly out of breath.
"Chloe, it’s ..." Sophia Fraser’s voice ca through, "I’ve booked a room at the Royal Inn, about the host for our emotion segnt, there are so issues. Can you co out and talk?"
Her words were spoken with so caution.
Not at all like the usual style of Miss Sophia Fraser.
Since that incident last ti, the dormitory group chat hadn’t buzzed.
Ava Woods also sent several ssages every day, constantly apologizing and repenting to Chloe Grant.
Chloe Grant hadn’t replied because she didn’t know how to respond.
To bla them, well, they were used as pawns.
Not to bla...
She was quite petty as well...
Chloe Grant sighed, "Alright, I’m coming now."
Couldn’t continue like this, right?
Having made up her mind, Chloe Grant stopped hesitating.
She ran back to the kitchen and shouted, "Hey, you guys eat slowly, my friend has an urgent matter, I’m heading out first."
Quickly saying this, Chloe Grant didn’t even glance at the people in the kitchen, and swiftly ran out.
While waiting for the driver to bring the car, cold sweat kept dripping from Chloe Grant’s forehead.
She dreaded that Matthew Morgan might follow her out.
Who knew... he really did co out!
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