Chloe Grant felt waves of humiliation wash over her, accompanied by the pain of betrayal and anger.
Her body staggered back, and just as she was about to fall, a hand suddenly appeared around her waist, stabilizing her.
Chloe Grant lifted her head numbly and met a pair of deep, indifferent eyes, with no emotion at all.
"Sit down and eat." He spoke, his tone cold, guiding Chloe Grant towards the seat and seating her next to him.
"Lucas, I... I'd better leave." Lily Grant's voice was coy, tinged with grievance, "Cousin seems unable to accept me being with you... perhaps I should go, I... I have a good relationship with her, and I don't want her to be unhappy."
"What nonsense are you talking about? She didn't say anything, don't overthink it." Lucas Morgan gently reassured her.
Chloe Grant looked up, her eyes already red, and fists clenched tightly under the table, trembling violently.
At this moment, she couldn't say anything.
She even wanted to question Lucas Morgan, what exactly was going on?
Clearly, they had been intimate yesterday, and he had constantly said during their passionate moments that he wanted to take care of her, protect her. Why, in the blink of an eye, does he bring another woman in front of her?
And so solemnly announced her as his girlfriend, his future wife.
Chloe Grant wanted to question Lily Grant even more, why was she with Lucas Morgan?
If Lucas's intended was her, why didn't Lily say anything when Chloe Grant had confided in her countless times?
Chloe Grant truly wanted to stand up and question the two of them!
What identity, what position should she use to question them?
Besides being her nominal uncle, what other identity did Lucas Morgan have?
Even though Lily Grant was her cousin, she had no connection to the Morgan family, their romance and mutual affection had nothing to do with her?
What identity did she have to question them?
Chloe Grant felt her body grow cold and stiff.
She stared expressionless at Lucas Morgan and Lily Grant before her.
Lucas Morgan was ordering food, continually consulting Lily Grant, "This is a little sweet, can you eat it?" "This is rather spicy, perhaps you shouldn't"...
Their loving display was truly enviable to others.
Like stab after stab into Chloe Grant's heart.
The first stab hurt so much, she wanted to scream, to cry.
The second stab, it hurt even more, felt like the whole flesh was being pierced, it was excruciating.
The third stab, fourth stab...
"Don't just think about me, ask my cousin too," Lily Grant nudged Lucas Morgan, reminding him. She secretly glanced at Matthew Morgan, who was silently drinking tea.
Even without speaking, his presence could not be ignored.
He seemed to have a natural barrier separating him from everyone else, cold and dignified, someone no one dared to lightly disrespect.
Lily Grant dared not look further, hurriedly lowering her head.
"Her, she can eat anything, whatever." Lucas Morgan replied casually, but looked at Lily Grant with serious affection, "Unlike you, you are precious and must be treated seriously."
A single sentence, another stab wound in Chloe Grant's heart, causing pain even in her breath.
"Alright, that's it." Lucas Morgan closed the menu.
He was just about to give it to the waiter, but the previously silent Matthew Morgan reached out, took the menu, removed the few dishes Chloe had said she wanted to eat earlier, coldly stating, "Chloe doesn't eat these."
Simple! Straightforward! Domineering!
Matthew Morgan closed the menu and handed it to the waiter, allowing no room for rebuttal.