Chapter 89
Early the next morning, Lucy climbed out of bed. She yawned lazily and said, “I slept so well after having a good time yesterday!”
Lucy rubbed her eyes and touched the person sleeping next to her, but she realized that no one else was under the blanket. Lucy turned her head in surprise and saw that Matthew was still sleeping next to her. However, the blanket on him was not the one she was using.
Lucy was a little confused. Why did Matthew get another blanket? That looked like the blanket from the guest room.
Lucy had the habit of fidgeting when she was thinking. She liked keeping her hands busy to keep herself focused. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.
This time was no exception, but she failed to notice that the thing beneath her fingertips was not cotton or the bedding. Instead, it was a warm and smooth surface.
Not long after, Lucy’s fingers were grabbed by a pair of big hands. What are you doing so early in the morning?”
A charismatic voice rang in Lucy’s ears, and she blushed. “N–Nothing
Only then did she realize that she had been poking Matthew in the face.
Matthew climbed out of the blanket and rubbed his eyes sleepily. He did not sleep well last night, so he was feeling groggy.
Lucy noticed Matthew’s unusual state and asked, “Matt, did you not sleep well last night? Why do you look so tired? You even have dark circles under your eyes.”
Matthew rolled his eyes angrily. He did not tell her that it was
because she had snatched his blanket in the middle of the night, making him crawl out of bed to find another one. He just told her to get up and have breakfast quickly.
Since Matthew said so, Lucy did not ask anything else. Since he was the CEO, he could afford to not go to the company for one day. She decided that he should just rest at home today.
Lucy happily decided his plan for the day while Matthew had no idea. After chasing his wife out of the room, he lazily got out of bed and slowly got dressed.
Just as he was about to go wash up, he picked up his phone. The first thing that caught his eye was the last message his mother sent him last night.
Matthew frowned and sighed. He made a call after unlocking his phone.
The call quickly got through. “Hello, Mr. Leon. How can I help you?”
Matthew was in a very bad mood. “How has Mrs. Leon been doing recently?”
His assistant was stunned by his question. “Isn’t Mrs. Leon with you?”
Matthew held his forehead, forgetting that there were two Mrs. Leons
now.
He should not call that woman that.
“I mean Madam Leon, my mother. How has she been doing lately?”
His assistant finally understood what he meant, so he said to Matthew calmly, “One moment, Mr. Leon. I’ll check up on her right
now.”
Matthew hummed and leaned on the bedside table, waiting for his assistant to give him an answer.
Soon, his assistant reported, “Mr. Leon, Madam Leon has booked a 6: 30 am flight back home this morning. I’m afraid that she’s already on her way back. Do you need me to go pick her up?”
Matthew fell silent. His face was terrifyingly gloomy, and he sighed. No need.”