Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

Chapter 220 Worried

When Blanca was hesitating whether she should wake him up or not, Matthew had already opened his

eyes. His eyes were sharp and bright as if he could read her mind.

"Good morning."

Matthew got up naturally. Blanca was stunned, while Matthew had already gone to the bathroom.

Blanca opened her mouth but didn't ask him how he came back last night. She felt that something was

wrong but she didn't know what it was.

She now had a strange feeling. Had she fallen in love with him?

"Why don't you get up? Do you need someone to help you wash your face and brush your teeth?" After

washing, Matthew came out with only a short bath towel. He glanced coldly at the woman on the bed.

Blanca got out of bed obediently, making a loud noise.

Matthew frowned but said nothing. When Blanca finished washing and went downstairs, Matthew was

already sitting at the table for breakfast. As soon as Blanca walked over, he stood up and said, "I'm

full."

Blanca was confused.

Was that a cold war?

"You didn't eat much., Mr. Grant. Don't you wait for Mrs. Grant? She..." Mrs. Brown looked at Matthew's

cold eyes and swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue. She had to change the topic, "She was

waiting for you in the living room last night for a long time. She looked sleepy, so I asked her to go to

bed first."

After saying that, Mrs. Brown gave a meaningful glance to Blanca. Blanca was almost choked by the

milk when she heard that. When she raised her head, she saw that Matthew was also looking at her

with a little doubt. Mrs. Brown winked at her again. She quickly swallowed the milk in her mouth and

said, "Well, I'm just worried..."

"Worried?"

"Well, you didn't come back so late at night. As your wife, I should worry about you, shouldn't I?"

Blanca didn't know why she suddenly got so angry. She said these words in anger. She was indeed a

little worried since Matthew didn't come back all night.

She was afraid that he had a car accident or something on the way.

Of course, she would never tell Matthew about this.

"Wife?" Matthew repeated it. He looked straight at Blanca and said to Mrs. Brown, "Mrs. Brown, there's

nothing you need to do here. You can go downstairs."

Mrs. Brown left silently. Looking at Matthew approaching her, Blanca felt a little nervous for no reason.

She was holding a glass of milk in her hand. She tightened her fingers and said, "Matthew, it's time for

you to go to work."

"Oh? I'm not in a hurry to go to work."

"Then what's the hurry?"

"Of course... I'm in a hurry to feed my wife."

The man's dark eyes flashed with desire. Definitely, Blanca knew what it meant. She swallowed and

tried to escape, but was caught by Matthew. Matthew pressed her in the seat and said, "You want to

escape?"

"Are... Are you serious? Matthew, don't forget..."

Her lips were moving up and down, which was so annoying in Matthew's eyes. Was she so afraid of his

touch? She wanted to escape, but where did she want to go? To Peter's arms?

Since she said she was his wife, he would do his duty as a husband today so that she would never

dare to find Peter again.

"Matthew, don't come over... Ah!" Before Blanca could finish her words, her mouth was shut by Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Matthew's kiss.