Accidenttal One Night Stand with My Aloof Uncle-Chapter 620 - 630: Our Past Carries Wounds 10

Matthew Morgan frowned and stared at Chloe Grant.

The latter smiled, "Then tell me, during the three years you were abroad, what was the relationship between you and Thea Yates?"

Chloe Grant stared at Matthew Morgan, simultaneously reminding him, "You need to think carefully.

This is the last time I’ll ask you, and it’s the last chance I’m giving us.

So, think it over, and answer me."

At this moment, Chloe Grant couldn’t deny that deep down, she still held on to hopes regarding Matthew Morgan.

She still hoped for Matthew Morgan’s affection for her.

She still hoped that there could be a chance to start anew between her and Matthew Morgan.

This time, Chloe Grant was not in a hurry, standing there, staring at Matthew Morgan, waiting for an answer.

She would wait as long as it took.

Matthew Morgan looked back at her, unable to resist reaching out to stroke her face.

This time, Chloe Grant didn’t dodge.

His fingertips stroked her face over and over again.

She had lost weight.

A lot, a significant amount, so much so that the baby fat on her face had completely disappeared.

Chloe Grant used to be a chubby girl.

No matter what she did, she couldn’t lose weight; she had gone through so much trouble but still found it difficult to slim down.

Especially the baby fat on her face.

Even after Chloe Grant had eventually succeeded in losing weight, the baby fat on her face stubbornly remained.

Yet, within just a few short years, the baby fat she struggled against for years, had vanished without a trace.

Matthew Morgan’s eyes were filled with heartache.

How could someone he cherished so much endure so much hardship?

He couldn’t hold back and pulled Chloe Grant into his arms, tightly.

Chloe Grant didn’t push away; she reached out and clutched Matthew Morgan’s shirt, burying her face in his chest.

Neither of them spoke, just quietly embraced each other.

Feeling each other’s warmth, each other’s breath.

It seemed like it had been a long time since they quietly embraced each other like this.

Too long, too long...

Matthew Morgan naturally tightened his arms, holding her even closer.

Chloe Grant didn’t refuse.

She no longer had the strength to refuse, nor did she want to push away this embrace that had driven her to thoughts of madness and despair.

She was stubborn.

Since Thea Yates’s arrival, she had been seeking an answer.

Ironically, Matthew Morgan refused to say anything.

She speculated, imagined, broke down...

She was stubborn all along.

Rejecting his kindness, rejecting his closeness, even pretending to be indifferent.

Yet...

Every sleepless night, every torturous day, reminded Chloe Grant of how painful it was to refuse his embrace.

Reminded Chloe Grant of how deeply she longed for his embrace, how much she desired to hold him tightly and stay by his side.

"Chloe..."

It wasn’t clear how long they had embraced, but Matthew Morgan finally spoke, breaking the silence between them.

His voice was hoarse, even trembling at the end.

Chloe Grant was very surprised.

She always thought of Matthew Morgan as someone extremely composed, someone who wouldn’t be moved even if the world shattered.

However...

Even his words carried a tremble.

Chloe Grant felt a pang of heartache.

She couldn’t help but want to push away from his embrace, to seriously look at him, to touch him.

But... 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Just as Chloe Grant slightly hinted at wanting to push away, Matthew Morgan suddenly tightened his arms, holding her even closer.

"Don’t move," he whispered in her ear.

His breath gently entered Chloe Grant’s ear, warm, with a hint of a tickle.

It was that familiar feeling.

She really obediently stayed in his arms, giving up the thought of pushing him away.