Chloe Grant wasn’t too willing to think about everything that happened that night.
It was also the consequence of her reckless behavior.
Chloe Grant had thought, if she hadn’t been so impulsive, hadn’t dared to think about sleeping with Lucas Morgan, then everything... wouldn’t be .
But, if only it was just a what-if.
What happened had happened, and Chloe Grant didn’t want to find excuses, blame anyone, or seek comfort or anything else.
Made a decision yesterday: to give up on Lucas!
Chloe Grant could accept that the person she likes doesn’t like her back, but she couldn’t accept that the person she likes would hurt her .
Lucas’s lack of principles, his protection of and trust in Lily, completely wounded her as well.
In fact, since knowing Lucas was with Lily, Chloe Grant had countless thoughts of giving up on him.
Countless times, she told herself in her heart: Lucas, I don’t like you anymore! Love whoever you want!
Every time she saw Lucas, when he spoke to her or was kind to her, all those resolutions completely shattered, with no trace left.
In the end, she foolishly kept liking, being attached, and reluctant to let go.
After today, everything would become the past.
Chloe Grant found a medium-sized outfit in the walk-in closet, pairing it with her newly cut short hair. At first glance, she looked like a handsome young man.
She thought of a post she saw online: I’ve cut my hair short, now you’re just trash to me...
"Knock, knock, knock."
The door was knocked on, interrupting Chloe Grant’s self-admiration.
Here, the only one who could knock on the door was Uncle Morgan, and Chloe didn’t dare slack off, quickly running out to open the door for him.
Weakly calling, "Uncle..."
"Come down for dinner." Matthew Morgan just glanced at her, his words still as indifferent as ever.
Chloe quickly followed him downstairs to the dining room.
On the dining table, there was a simple breakfast of shiitake pork porridge, small fried dough sticks, and some pickles, all Chloe’s favorites.
Chloe quickly sat down and started eating after Matthew had settled, feeling the warmth of the food entering her stomach, which was indescribably blissful.
Matthew picked up his chopsticks and, seeing her contented squint, his mouth slightly twitched into a smile.
"Eat slowly." he reminded her appropriately.
Chloe just nodded vaguely, thinking to herself: I have to eat quickly, Uncle, eating with you is really torturous!
Before, with Lucas around, indulging in jokes and laughter, she didn’t feel how intimidating Matthew’s presence was.
Why did she think of him again?
The act of bringing the porridge to her mouth suddenly paused, and she found the food had suddenly lost its flavor.
She simply put down the spoon.
Matthew frowned, glancing at the still half-full bowl of porridge in front of Chloe.
This wasn’t her usual appetite.
"Continue." Matthew unyieldingly threw down two words.
Matthew gave Chloe no chance to speak, his attitude was strong, "If you want to leave, finish this bowl."
Faced with Matthew’s domineering authority, Chloe wanted to throw down the spoon and leave, letting whoever wanted to eat, eat.
She didn’t have the guts.
Never had the guts before.
Especially after witnessing Matthew’s outburst yesterday, Chloe dared not defy him even more.
In the end, she unwillingly picked up the spoon and started eating in large bites.