Seeing Matthew being so concerned about Veronica, she thought it was extremely sarcastic.
At the same time, Veronica was walking away from the crowd, leaving the western restaurant to accompany her parents to the hospital.
Meanwhile, in the hospital, Tiffany was bleeding from an injured scalp, but the situation was not serious, and only needed some simple treatment to stop the bleeding and dress the wound. However, in order to make Matthew accompany her more, Tiffany asked the doctor to arrange her into the VIP ward and keep her hospitalized for a couple more days for monitoring.
This hospital belonged to Floch, so the doctor naturally granted Tiffany’s request.
After consuming a bottle of IV drip, Tiffany held Matthew’s hand with her eyes red-rimmed and mumbled pitifully, “Matthew, my parents have gone overseas for a business trip and will only return tomorrow. Can you stay here to keep me
accompanied tonight?”
Tiffany told a lie to make Matthew stay and accompany her.
Hearing that, Matthew frowned slightly as impatience flashed through his eyes. Nevertheless, he ended up agreeing reluctantly after hesitating for a while.
In the ward, Tiffany was scrolling through her phone while Matthew sat on the couch and worked on his laptop. Tiffany initiated conversations with him several times, but was turned down each time for the same reason—he was occupied with work.
Matthew only went to lie down on the accompanying bed when it was late at night. Tiffany was aggrieved, but it was not appropriate for her to cause a scene, so she went to bed after saying goodnight to Matthew. At that, there was dead silence in the ward after the light was switched off.
In the darkness, Tiffany’s eyes were opened as she bit her lips gently and pondered about something. Sometime later, a scream emerged in the quiet ward. “Ahh! Don’t kill me. Please don’t kill me... Ahh...”
Awakened by the sudden noise, Matthew got out of the bed to turn on the light. It was only then he saw the frightened Tiffany, who was sitting on the bed crying with her head buried in her knees.
“Sob... sob...”
“Did you have a nightmare?”
Matthew’s sympathy was not aroused at all when he was faced with the beautiful lady who was tearing up despite the latter being his fiancee. All he did was walk up to Tiffany and ask the question coldly.
Sobbing, Tiffany shrunk her shoulders and cast a glance at Matthew with tears welled in her eyes. Then, she hugged his waist and wailed, “Matthew... I had a dream that someone was coming after me... to kill
me...
Despite Tiffany throwing herself into his arms, not only was Matthew not flustered, but his face actually darkened. With his arms by his side, his fingers twitched. After hesitating and struggling for a while, Matthew lifted his hand to pat Tiffany’s back. “Since it’s a nightmare, just forget about it.”
“The nightmare was too scary...” Tiffany pulled back from Matthew’s arms. Staring at Matthew with her watery eyes, she asked, “Matthew, can you sleep with me?”
She mustered all her courage to bring up the request. However, there was not even the slightest gladness on Matthew’s handsome face. In fact, there was even a tinge of impatience visible between his brows.
Tiffany’s heart jolted when she met Matthew’s frosty gaze. At that moment, she felt as if she acted too hastily just now and the result actually ran counter to her desire.
“Or, how about you switch off the light only after I fall asleep?” Her alluring eyes were still filled with tears, and her voice was so sweet that anyone would have sympathy for her.
Being as smart as a whip, Matthew could naturally tell what was on Tiffany’s mind. Nevertheless, he was not stirred up at all.
“Alright,” he hummed after moments of silence.
As such, the light in the ward was left on throughout the night while Matthew merely covered himself with his jacket and rested on the accompanying bed.
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