She said, "Emotions never wait in place. Once it’s wrong, there’s no way to go back, and no way to make amends."
With one sentence, it shattered all of Lucas Morgan’s assumptions.
When he realized that all these years, Chloe Grant had feelings for him, his heart was filled with joy.
Especially when he understood that he did care for her, but he had been too ignorant about his emotions, which led to misunderstandings.
He was relieved, having gone round in circles, to finally understand his feelings, relieved that she was still by his side, relieved that all the obstacles between them were gone.
Relieved that he could so naturally and rightfully hold her hand, and walk through the rest of his life together without mistakes.
She just smiled gently at him, then turned and left.
She told him feelings wouldn’t stay where they were, and told him that the mistakes between them were irreparable. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Lucas Morgan slowly lowered his hands, his gaze dropped, standing under the streetlight, his shadow elongated by the light...
A cool mountain breeze blew over, enshrouding him entirely in a feeling of desolate pity.
Like an abandoned child.
Chloe Grant returned to her room, her mood equally complicated.
Having loved for so many years, thought for so many years, finally... finally, he responded.
But she could no longer reach out to him.
Chloe Grant held her phone; at this moment, she really wanted to dial a number...
She had nothing urgent, just wanted to dial this number, just wanted to hear that person’s voice.
Just... missed him...
Chloe Grant didn’t know why, at this moment, she felt such a crazy longing for him.
She also didn’t know why her heart suddenly ached when she heard Lucas Morgan say, "You’re not part of the Morgan family now, there’s nothing wrong with us being together."
Then she thought of him.
Unconsciously, Chloe Grant actually dialed that number...
When the phone screen showed one minute of call time, she snapped back to reality.
Chloe Grant instinctively wanted to hang up, but...
When her thumb was just a centimeter away from the end call icon, she quickly changed and pressed the speaker button.
Chloe Grant lay on the bed, looking at the contact name: Uncle Morgan.
She didn’t speak, nor did the person on the other end.
Only occasionally, the sound of the wind came through the phone.
Chloe Grant stared blankly, her lips moved slightly, "Uncle Morgan..."
But, she didn’t speak aloud; it was just lip-syncing.
Matthew Morgan was standing below her room, with his phone to his ear, his gaze fixed on the lit-up room in the villa.
Because Isabella Gray was sensitive, she couldn’t have any light or sound at night, or she wouldn’t sleep well.
Yet, Chloe Grant was a complete night-blind; without lights on at night, she couldn’t see when she got up and would feel very unsafe, leading to a poor sleep.
So, throughout the villa, only Chloe Grant’s room window was lit when it was time to sleep at night.
The windows and curtains were open, so Matthew Morgan could visually see Chloe Grant’s shadow being cast on the white walls of the room...
Matthew Morgan watched, and even though Chloe Grant didn’t utter a word on the other end, he still kept his phone closely pressed to his ear.
He listened to her even breathing, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
My little Chloe, you finally got what you wished for.
For not forgetting me.