Chloe Grant was stunned for a long time before she sluggishly turned her head...
What met her eyes was a familiar handsome face.
His eyes were still as deep as ever, like the vast universe, mysterious black, yet filled with unknown dangers.
"Hmm?" Matthew Morgan frowned.
Looking at Chloe Grant, who was currently staring at him blankly, he was somewhat worried.
He supported himself with his hand on the ground, helping Chloe up as they both stood, carefully checking her condition.
Other than being a bit dazed, she had no other wounds, not even her clothes were dirty or torn.
Chloe's body trembled slightly, as if she was regaining her senses, her eyes instantly reddened, and tears flowed unconsciously after the shock.
Matthew stretched out his right hand, pulling Chloe directly into his embrace, his right arm across her shoulders, holding her tightly.
Not only he, but Chloe herself could feel each other's tangible presence!
