Matthew placed the bag in his hand on the coffee table and said with a slight smile, "I found a mobile phone on the swing bed last night and figured that it might be yours."
I left it on the swing bed?
The corner of my lips twitched as I took the bag. "Why thank you, Mr. Zimmer-”
As I spoke, I saw the unfamiliar mobile phone in the bag and looked skeptically at Matthew.
"I wanted to give it to you yesterday but you pushed m e into the swimming pool, so the phone was spoiled. What choice did I have but to buy you a new one?" Matthew said in a lukewarm tone.
I felt awkward. It turned out that Matthew was following me last night because he was trying to return my phone.
“Uh...” I touched my flushed face and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Zimmer. Due to the incident last night, I didn’t think we'd be on good terms. I hope you won’t take it to heart.”
Matthew raised his eyebrows slightly and said blandly, "How are you going to compensate me?" "I'll buy you a meal some other day.” This was the only
compensation I could think of.
However, Matthew sneered in disdain. "You're trying t o brush me off with a meal?"
This darn man was so hard to get rid of!
Just as I was stuck in an impossible situation, Miss Woods brought in two thermos containers and said," Mrs. Grant, I made some lasagne. Mr. Grant is probably too busy to have lunch, right? Should we bring him some? I'm sure he'll be happy to see you bring him lunch."
When Miss Woods helped me out of the awkward situation, I nodded with a smile. "He must be starving.”
Matthew was not an insensible man. He got up from the sofa. "Since you still have things to do, I should probably leave and visit some other time."
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