He, he, he... what is he like now!
Is he playing the rogue?
Matthew Morgan merely gave Chloe Grant’s small mouth a gentle nibble, then released her, leaving no trace behind.
He reached out, tidying up Chloe Grant’s messy hair, "Don’t go against my words, hm?"
Chloe Grant moved her lips but couldn’t say a word at this moment.
This person... this person...
Had she never truly realized Matthew Morgan’s true nature?
Did she previously think that abstinence, coldness, and formality... were just misunderstandings about Matthew Morgan?
Chloe Grant asked herself countless times in her heart but never got any answers.
Matthew Morgan directly pulled her hand, walked towards the car, took the keys to unlock it, opened the passenger seat, and let Chloe Grant in.
At this moment, Chloe Grant was still in a daze, her lips still seemed to bear a slight ache and a bit of warmth.
Seeing her unresponsive, Matthew Morgan walked over, wrapped his right hand around her waist, and pulled her directly into his embrace.
Chloe Grant was caught off guard, realizing it, she quickly let go and pushed Matthew Morgan away, retreating several steps.
Her heart started to flutter chaotically.
"Get in the car." Matthew Morgan glanced at the passenger seat.
Chloe Grant still didn’t react.
When Matthew Morgan’s body moved slightly, Chloe Grant suddenly came to her senses, afraid he might do it again, she quickly got into the passenger seat.
Before Matthew Morgan could lean over, Chloe Grant already fastened her seatbelt.
That Uncle Morgan of hers was nothing like the rumors of being abstinent, cold, and stern... he was simply a big rogue!
Matthew Morgan watched her angrily pulling the seatbelt, and couldn’t help but smile.
He shut the car door.
Back in the driver’s seat, Matthew Morgan slightly moved his left hand, then discreetly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped away the bloodstains.
Throw away the handkerchief, get in the car!
When the car arrived at the Morgan family’s old house, a servant opened Chloe Grant’s passenger door. Chloe almost immediately unbuckled her seatbelt, got out, and closed the car door, rushing towards the villa.
It was as if the Matthew Morgan behind her was a fierce wild beast, and if she delayed for one more second, he would devour her whole.
Matthew Morgan sat in his seat, watching her leave, his expression finally darkened, even showing a hint of pain.
Matthew Morgan struggled to lift his left hand, stained with much blood.
He closed his eyes, composed himself, then started the car and left the old house.
Chloe Grant never imagined that the reason Isabella Gray asked her back was—
"Dad, Mom... why have you come back?"
Looking at the two most familiar strangers sitting on the living room sofa with Isabella Gray, Chloe Grant was a bit unresponsive.
She had always been waiting for news from her parents.
She never expected... her parents to come in person.
"This child is thinner, but prettier." Mother Vann Stern stood up, beckoning Chloe Grant, "Come over and let me have a look at you."
She hadn’t seen this child in years.
Chloe Grant’s steps were somewhat sluggish, but she still walked to her mother’s side.
Her mother was just as she remembered, only... the two stood together, looking a bit distant.
Chloe Grant wanted very much to hug her mother but couldn’t bring herself to do so.