Chapter 362: Chapter 362: Lucas Morgan’s Confession 2
At the old house, on sleepless nights, I’d take this flashlight to the garden and stare blankly.
This spot can’t be seen from Isabella Gray’s window, and the flashlight beam from Chloe Grant doesn’t reach her room, so it wouldn’t disturb her.
Chloe Grant sat on the ground, zoning out as she looked at the scenery in front of her.
The last time she saw him was also in this place...
She even bit him!
He didn’t say anything to her.
As she thought about it, Chloe Grant’s heart suddenly felt sour, and she felt like crying...
She couldn’t deny it to herself; she really hated Matthew Morgan!
She hated him to death!
Because of him, she had to face the truth about her parents’ divorce.
He was close to Sophia Fraser, who had become a complete stranger to her.
But...
Chloe Grant couldn’t deceive herself; she often couldn’t help but think of him.
Wanting to see him...
"I just knew you’d jump down again."
A familiar voice suddenly spoke from behind her.
Chloe Grant paused for a moment, and the person behind her had already walked to her side and sat down next to her.
Chloe Grant looked at him...
Lucas Morgan smiled at her, "I heard a commotion just now, and thought, only you would be jumping around this late in the old house."
He said jokingly, reaching out to scratch Chloe Grant’s nose.
Chloe Grant covered her nose, looking down, "I just got a strange call, and I couldn’t sleep."
"Hmm?" Lucas Morgan was puzzled, "What call?"
"Lucas Morgan." Chloe Grant looked up and directly called his name, "Have you been in contact with Lily Grant recently?"
Lucas Morgan frowned, "Why suddenly mention her?"
It’s been a long time since that name appeared between him and her.
"Nothing, just suddenly thought of her, haven’t been in touch for a long time, wondering how she’s doing." Chloe Grant said simply.
"No." Lucas Morgan replied, his gaze fixed ahead.
When mentioning Lily Grant, Lucas Morgan’s attitude remained very indifferent.
Chloe Grant glanced at him, then shifted her gaze away, tilting her head to look at the distant moonlight, "I often see on Weibo that in a relationship, it’s always the man who stirs things up, but it’s always the woman who can’t let go.
They say men are fickle, letting go of a relationship so swiftly that it makes people question if they ever loved at all.
I used to think this was wrong. But now... it’s not entirely untrue."
"So, you think I’m fickle?" Lucas Morgan raised an eyebrow, looking at the back of Chloe Grant’s head.
Recently, she’d been wearing wigs.
A different style every day.
Today it was long black curly hair, tomorrow it’d be granny gray straight long hair, or maybe a bob cut, it changed with her mood.
She seemed quite happy with it.
"Perhaps." Chloe Grant answered somewhat reservedly.
"But this relationship was a result of her deceiving me. To be precise, she was the one who initiated it, and our ending was something she deserved to bear." Lucas Morgan said very seriously, "Moreover, since we separated, materially, I haven’t owed her anything."
"I feel that taking care of her like this is already quite magnanimous of me."
Lucas Morgan took care of Lily Grant with the standards of a divorced man taking care of his ex-wife.
"Oh."
Chloe Grant responded simply; she really couldn’t say much about the Lily Grant matter.
Lucas Morgan looked at the back of her head, unsure if it was because the moonlight was too enchanting, or the night wind was a bit chilly, but Lucas Morgan felt slightly dazed.
He suddenly had a hypothesis...