Matthew Morgan suddenly stood up from the sofa, rubbing his temples, his face severely clouded.
His head started to throb, becoming increasingly maddening.
Chloe Grant naturally felt the pressure emanating from Matthew Morgan.
He was already scary enough on normal days, let alone when he was angry now, that aura radiated out, making Chloe’s heart tremble again and again.
Instinctively she wanted to submit, hurriedly tidying up the table.
Even Chloe herself didn’t know if it was because she was too hurt today that she was suddenly provoked, or what, that she just wanted to challenge this great demon king,
to put it more simply, looking for trouble.
"Clean it up," Matthew Morgan suppressed the anger, giving Chloe a somewhat calm command.
He kept holding his head, the pain burning like fire, driving him almost insane across half of his head.
His index finger rubbed his temples, already creating a deep red mark.
Bloodshot veins spread across his eyes, if he were to lower his hand, those eyes would look just like a devil’s, terribly frightening.
However, Chloe recklessly challenged, "I won’t!"
Matthew Morgan closed his eyes, he had been enduring, but ultimately he couldn’t withstand the agonizing headache.
He abruptly opened his eyes.
Bending down, he yanked Chloe off the sofa and headed for the door.
"Let me go, this is my home," Chloe protested, struggling.
But all her protests and struggles were futile against Matthew Morgan.
His strength was astounding, almost lifting Chloe entirely, bringing her to the door, and then putting her down.
Though his actions weren’t heavy, they weren’t light either; Chloe landed on the floor, her butt hurting a bit.
Matthew Morgan clutched his head, impatiently spitting out, "Get out."
Chloe stood up about to retort, but Matthew suddenly lowered his hand, revealing those bright red eyes, sharp like a Satan with bloody eyes in the dark night.
Chloe was directly terrified.
At that moment, Chloe suddenly realized what she was actually challenging!
Matthew Morgan’s headache had reached its peak, edging closer to Chloe, "I told you to leave."
His voice, it was a kind of extreme hoarseness.
This hoarseness suddenly made Chloe feel a bit dazed, somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it sometime before.
Seemed like it was that night...
"Get out!" Matthew Morgan suddenly roared, raising a fist and scaring Chloe so much that her little heart nearly shattered.
But that fist was only raised, then under his immense restraint, it withdrew.
She always knew his obsessive-compulsive disorder was frightening, but she hadn’t imagined it could be this terrifying...
Chloe’s legs went weak.
Is it too late to admit defeat now?
Chloe didn’t dare challenge anymore either, hurriedly withdrawing herself and slowly walking out of Matthew Morgan’s sight. When she took a big step, she quickly ran towards the distance.
But... halfway there, she couldn’t help but look back.
Matthew Morgan still stood in that place, and due to the distance and insufficient light, Chloe could only see a silhouette.
She just felt that this back figure was both enduring and melancholic.
Watching, Chloe unexpectedly felt an urge to rush over and embrace him.
She just felt that Uncle Morgan was different from when he left three years ago.
Was his headache severe?
Thinking this, Chloe couldn’t help but step forward, turning back.
Even if she was scared, he was still her Uncle Morgan, the elder who took care of her for many years, Chloe would also worry about him.