Chapter 37: They Will All Blame Her for Her Sake
Chloe Grant cried for quite a while before noticing the person beside her, mouth agape, face full of tears, and when she turned to look at the person next to her, she forgot to close her mouth, her eyes filled with shock.
Lucas Morgan sighed helplessly and reached out to close Chloe Grant’s mouth. "You’re such a grown-up, yet every time you cry, your mouth opens so wide. It’s ugly."
He criticized without holding back.
Chloe Grant didn’t respond immediately, still looking at him like she’d seen a ghost. Almost a minute passed before she realized and closed her open mouth, only to open it again. After a few seconds, she retorted discontentedly, "What do you know?"
She reached out to grab a tissue, but the tissue box was on the table quite far away, and Chloe Grant’s arms were too short to reach it.
She tried several times, but just couldn’t get it.
Lucas Morgan watched from the side, amused. He reached out and easily brought the tissue box over, placing it in front of Chloe Grant.
Chloe Grant pulled out a tissue and wiped her tears haphazardly.
"Why are you crying like this?" Lucas Morgan’s joking expression faded.
"Why else? My dad called and scolded me harshly, that..." She instinctively started to vent but suddenly stopped.