The next day, Chloe Grant woke up a little after five.
She couldn’t fall asleep yesterday, tossing and turning, but fortunately, she finally drifted off after eleven. The bombardment from eight alarms the next day finally got her out of bed.
At this moment, Chloe was thinking a bit about Matthew Morgan.
Because back when she didn’t want to run, he’d just pick her up outright.
She remembered that before she turned fifteen, she would keep her eyes closed, and Matthew would carry her to the bathroom to freshen up.
Later, something happened, and he stopped doing that...
The thing was... girls, at fifteen, grew what they were supposed to grow, becoming... young women...
Chloe was also one to gain flesh easily, especially in her chest area.
That morning, as usual, Matthew picked her up and took her to the bathroom.
At the time, Chloe was sitting on the sink, and then Matthew squeezed toothpaste for her!
Chloe was very scared and flustered, instinctively wanting to scream, but Matthew suddenly covered her mouth, and her body leaned back against the wall, staring in terror at Matthew pressed against her.
"What just happened was an accident. I didn’t have inappropriate thoughts about you, understand?" he said.
How could she not believe him when Matthew said such words?
That look in his eyes, it was as if every second they were telling you: I’m speaking the truth! Don’t believe me? Are you courting death?
"I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you had grown up. I won’t do it again." he added.
Although his tone was steady, to Chloe it seemed as if Uncle Morgan was suppressing his voice, making the latter words especially hoarse.
Her calf moved involuntarily, as if it had hit something hard and long, after which Uncle Morgan’s face turned extremely grim!
Chloe was so scared that her face turned pale.
"The weather’s bad today, no running. Brush your teeth and wash your face on your own."
At that time, Uncle Morgan just blurted that out, then let Chloe go and turned to walk out.
Chloe sat on the sink, her heart still pounding uncontrollably.
She felt baffled and a bit aggrieved.
Clearly, she was the one who lost out, so why did Uncle Morgan seem so angry?
For several days after that morning, Chloe didn’t see Matthew.
She was also relieved, otherwise, she wouldn’t know how to face the overly cautious Matthew.
She was already quite afraid of him, and afterward, she was scared to death!
Unconsciously recalling those past events, Chloe’s face began to flush.
After all, being twenty years old, having sneaked peeks at who knows how many naughty films, she really did have some experiences... she ought to understand a little.
Chloe took a deep breath, trying not to continue thinking about it.
Right now, the most important thing is to quickly lose some weight.
Yes, she needed to lose weight!