Blanca can even feel Matthew’s hidden emotions, she wants to say she likes him, very much, but she can’t.
Blanca smiled to herself, Matthew already drove the car to the villa.
Matthew was the first to get out of the car, Blanca gripped her seat belt, hesitated for a moment and followed closely behind.
“Young master and young lady, why are you back? I thought we were going out today …”
Mrs. Brown’s voice came, I don’t know what Matthew said to Mrs. Brown, Mrs. Brown turned around and went to the kitchen, Blanca entered the door, hesitantly went back to the room.
When she passed by the living room, she saw her face in the living room mirror, her tears had been wiped away, but her eyes were still red.
A short while later Matthew had come in, but did not follow his usual habit of going into the bathroom, but opened the closet and took out a quilt, glanced at Blanca standing in the doorway, “I’m going to sleep in the study.”
“Matthew …”
“Something else?” I don’t know if it was Blanca’s illusion, I always felt that Matthew was in a bad mood, so even his speech was emotionless and his voice was cold.
But isn’t this self-inflicted?
Blanca hanging arms, fingers clasped palms, suddenly raised his head, “I’ll go to the study, I …”
“There are valuable things in the study, and since you want to separate from me, it’s not appropriate for you to go.”
“…”
Blanca was suddenly disliked by Matthew’s sentence, her face was white and she did not continue to speak.
Looking at her fair face, Matthew’s heart crossed with intolerance.
But he still left.
After Matthew left, Blanca’s tears were finally unstoppable. It was her familiar bedroom, her “home”, but now it was falling apart like this because of her own words.
Blanca held her face in her hands and finally fell asleep in bed without realizing it.
The next day, Matthew got up early, he had a spare key to the master bedroom, and when he opened the door, Blanca was sleeping in bed, and the sunlight outside the window spilled in and enveloped her.
She was as beautiful as a fairy from a fairy tale.
Matthew’s long fingers could not help but caress Blanca’s cheek, and then dropped a kiss on her forehead.
Silly girl.
Matthew asked Mrs. Brown when he left, and sure enough, he said the old man had come. With bleary eyes, he dialed the number he hadn’t dialed in a long time, “Grandpa, let’s talk.”
“…”
When Blanca woke up, the villa was empty.
Matthew had probably gone to work, and Mrs. Brown wasn’t there either, so she turned around and suddenly felt a little lonely.
That’s when the phone rang.
“Blanca, did you call me last night, sorry I didn’t get it …”
Isabel explained awkwardly.
Once Curtis came back last night … well, Isabel realized that Curtis was not as abstinent as he appeared to be! Last night she was tossed apart, but Curtis still tireless as well!
Fortunately, Curtis had some conscience and gave her a day off.
So, Isabel took the opportunity to call Blanca back.
“Nothing serious, by the way, Isabel you have a suitable house over there, I want to move over.” “House?
“House? Blanca, why are you looking for a house all of a sudden, you live in Matthew’s house …” Isabel remembered something, “You guys are not fighting again, right? ”
Blanca held the phone and gave an encore.