"If something really happens to me, what are you going to do?"
His voice was low, with a husky undertone, particularly alluring.
Chloe Grant felt her rationality being shattered completely by his words.
After a long time... so long that Chloe Grant felt it had been a century.
"I don't know..."
She finally gave the answer in a low voice.
"I don't dare to think, and I don't want to think. Can you..." She suddenly grabbed Matthew Morgan's clothes tightly, "always, always be by my side?"
As she finished her words, Chloe Grant's body had already risen, tightly embracing Matthew Morgan.
She buried her face in his chest, greedily inhaling the scent from his body.
"Every day during the two years you weren't here, I didn't live well. I often walked and wondered if you were behind me, then turned around frantically to find you.
Not being able to find you, I'd feel lost, very sad, and for days afterward, I wouldn't be in a good mood. Unless, I dreamed about you one night."
