Chloe Grant didn't notice anything different about Matthew Morgan; anyway, no matter when, this person always made her feel frightened.
When you're scared a lot, you become like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.
Her game couldn't end like this; she had to win!
Chloe Grant clung tightly to Matthew Morgan, like a strong current surging from his arm, breaking through his cold exterior, reaching straight to his heart, and disrupting the peace that should have been.
Matthew Morgan's brow furrowed deeply, the arm being held by Chloe Grant was practically numb.
He looked down at the little thing holding him without any reservations...
This idiot.
Matthew Morgan's face darkened, patience at its limit, and he growled, "Let go!"
Chloe Grant was directly dumbfounded, looking up at him blankly.
Matthew Morgan looked very displeased, pointed at the bed, and ordered, "Go back and lie down."
Simple and direct.
Oh my, he's really lost it.