Two nights later.
Chloe Grant was sleeping soundly, always feeling that soone was touching her face.
She groggily pushed away several tis, then felt as if soone was holding her, whispering softly in her ear, "Chloe, Chloe..."
Chloe, who was about to turn over in her drowsy state, suddenly opened her eyes in shock...
Soon afterward, a face she longed for appeared in front of her.
Chloe paused for several seconds, unable to respond.
Matthew Morgan lay beside her, reaching out to brush her hair, "Chloe, have you been well these past few days?"
His voice, always exceptionally low at night, was deeply sensual.
Chloe’s eyes imdiately reddened.
She didn’t move, just looked at him from up close.
After a long while, she said with a sobbing tone, "Not well! Not well at all!"
"I miss you, but I also hate you! I wanted you to co back and explain to , and I hated you for hurting this way. Matthew Morgan!"
As she spoke, she reached out to hit Matthew Morgan.
The latter grabbed her hand and directly pulled her into his embrace.
He still carried the scent of the plane, apparently having just arrived off his flight.
"I’m sorry for making you suffer," he said.
"Suffer! Of course, I suffered!"
Chloe, who had kept her words to herself for several days, poured them out without reservation in front of him, "When Thea Yates appeared, I suffered! When she said she wanted to marry you, I wondered, what do I an to you?
When she hit because of Loren, I thought if you were there, would you just watch get beaten?
Matthew Morgan... what am I?"
These words, Chloe had never uttered in front of anyone, nor had she ever revealed such emotions.
"I know, I will handle it," Matthew Morgan consoled, lowering his head and kissing her cheek, "I will handle it."
Chloe suddenly pushed him away, creating distance between them, and stared at Matthew Morgan, "Can you tell now, is Loren your biological child?"
Her question was direct and sharp.
And it hit the key point.
It’s true that Loren is Thea Yates’s biological son.
If Loren was Matthew Morgan’s son, then everything Thea Yates said would be true.
Chloe stared at Matthew Morgan, just waiting for this answer.
After about ten seconds, Matthew Morgan gave the answer, a single word, "Yes."
At that mont, Chloe’s heart plumted to the bottom.
Her hands, which were pressing on Matthew Morgan’s shoulders, fell powerlessly, her eyes dimming.
"So... it’s all true."
So... he didn’t actually like her that much.
So... she was, after all, dispensable to him.
"So, what am I to you? A mistress?" Chloe lifted her head, staring at him sowhat mockingly.
"You never were," Matthew Morgan grabbed Chloe’s hand, pressing it to his heart, "Here, there’s only you.
In the past, now, and in the future."
"Then what about Thea Yates? What does your child with her an?" Chloe directly pulled her hand back, questioning sowhat angrily.
She abruptly rose from the bed, "Do you think, under these circumstances, I can still believe anything from you?"
Matthew Morgan rose from the bed and walked towards Chloe.
He wanted to embrace her, but Chloe kept retreating.
"Matthew Morgan, I’ll ask you once more, is Daniel Morgan really your biological son?" Chloe stared at Matthew Morgan, her expression extrely serious.
This was also the last chance she offered.
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