Chapter366 Why Didn't You Come?
Mary looked at him and said, "Do you know what was going through my mind last night when that guy and those two girls tricked me?"
Matthew froze, his lips pressing into a tight line.
Mary gave a bitter smile. "I told you I was in danger, so why didn't you come? We've been married for so long, and you still remember the old Matthew. The old Matthew wouldn't have left me hanging or kicked me out of the car like that."
As she spoke, tears started to fall, the fear from last night finally catching up with her. Her eyes were completely soaked with tears.
"Matthew, tell me, why? Why didn't you come when I told you I was in danger?"
Matthew's breath caught. He hugged her, his voice hoarse. "I'm sorry, Mary."
That was all he could say. When he got her call, he rushed over immediately. But then he thought, 'She was willing to lower herself for Gerald's sake. Was she calling for help on purpose? Did she want me to come back on purpose?' So, when Laura called, he went straight to her instead.
Now, he deeply regretted his decision last night!
Mary pushed him away. "I don't want you to hold me. Let go."
Her voice was full of grievance and sadness. How could Matthew bear to let her go? He held her, trying to soothe her emotions. The previous intimate atmosphere had long vanished, and he had no interest in continuing.
After who knew how long, Mary finally calmed down. Her face rested on his shoulder, her eyes vacant as she said, "This incident is like a thorn, stuck in my heart. No matter what you do, you can't pull it out."
Matthew's body stiffened, but his deep, magnetic voice carried a hint of arrogance. "If I say it can be pulled out, it can be pulled out. Mary, I won't let this thorn stay in you."
Mary closed her eyes and pushed him away. "I'm really hungry."
Matthew let her go and said, "I'll have breakfast sent up."
Mary didn't respond. She continued washing up, her eyes cold and distant when she looked down.
By the time they both finished washing up, breakfast had arrived, along with Matthew's clothes. Matthew changed, and when he came out, Mary was already eating.
He walked over and sat next to her, his eyes fixed on her. Mary said, "Why can't you let Gerald go?"
Matthew's expression turned colder. "That's not something you should be concerned about."
Mary frowned. "Can I at least see him?"
Matthew replied, "Send Mark away, and don't get involved in Gerald's matters. I'll give his family some money to appease them."
Mary gripped her utensils. "How much are you planning to pay for Gerald's life?"
She looked at him, her eyes filled with blatant sarcasm.
Matthew's face darkened. "Mary, this has nothing to do with you. You care about him because he looked after you for three years. I'll compensate him in cash."
Mary sneered. "In your eyes, can money solve everything?"
"Isn't that the case?" Matthew looked at her deeply.
The reason Mark kept lingering in Lindwood City was because he thought the money wasn't enough. Matthew met his demands, so how could he stay in this city any longer?
