"If sothing really happens to , what are you going to do?"
His voice was low, with a husky undertone, particularly alluring.
Chloe Grant felt her rationality being shattered completely by his words.
After a long ti... so long that Chloe Grant felt it had been a century.
"I don’t know..."
She finally gave the answer in a low voice.
"I don’t dare to think, and I don’t want to think. Can you..." She suddenly grabbed Matthew Morgan’s clothes tightly, "always, always be by my side?"
As she finished her words, Chloe Grant’s body had already risen, tightly embracing Matthew Morgan.
She buried her face in his chest, greedily inhaling the scent from his body.
"Every day during the two years you weren’t here, I didn’t live well. I often walked and wondered if you were behind , then turned around frantically to find you.
Not being able to find you, I’d feel lost, very sad, and for days afterward, I wouldn’t be in a good mood. Unless, I dread about you one night."
"I used to think it was great when you weren’t around. No one to control , no one to fear, nothing to worry about. But when you left, I realized that without you in my life, even breathing felt difficult."
As Chloe Grant spoke, she ended up making herself cry.
Just feeling wronged.
For herself, actually... also for Matthew Morgan.
"Uncle Morgan, we’ve missed out on so much. I finally mustered the courage to face the feelings between us. Let’s not separate, okay? No, let’s not even have the possibility of parting, including through death.
When we grow old, and you get sick, neither of us will seek treatnt. Let’s hide away, watch the sunrise and sunset together, and then go together... all right?"
She doesn’t crave this life; she only wants his company.
The human world, heaven, hell.
Wherever it is, as long as he’s there, it’s all the sa.
Her soft words lingered by his ears, each syllable reaching his heart.
To say unmoved, to say emotionless... that would be a lie.
He had loved for so many years.
Without regret or resentnt.
He had never even thought one day he could have her.
"I promise you." He made the commitnt.
Chloe Grant smiled through her tears, "Mm! Then from now on, you have to take good care of yourself, don’t act like you’re made of iron."
Chloe got up from Matthew Morgan’s embrace, pouting, "You’re twelve years older than , so you’ll definitely age faster, which ans you need to take extra care of your health.
If you get old and unwell, I’ll go find so handso old guy to make you jealous to death!"
Her words were obviously childish.
Chloe even reached out, insisting Matthew Morgan hook pinkies with her, "Promise you’ll take good care of yourself."
Would soone as serious as him agree to do sothing so childish with her?
"If you dare put a green hat on , I’ll feed your little old man to the sharks." He reached out and linked pinkies with Chloe.
Chloe Grant smiled with satisfaction.
"No, you need to hurry up and take care of your wound now."
Seemingly just realizing the issue with the wound, Chloe quickly jumped out of Matthew Morgan’s embrace.
She was still sowhat reckless by nature and accidentally touched Matthew Morgan’s wound as she jumped up.
Matthew Morgan furrowed his brows slightly, making no sound nor revealing any reaction, acting as if nothing happened.
"I’ve never bandaged anyone before, but I just learned from the internet today, so it should be okay..."
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