Chapter 337
Mathew seemed to despise answering such a question. However, his usually tall figure was extremely stiff.
Valerie was right. He did not like the darkness. Being enveloped by <b>the </b>darkness from all directions made him feel suffocated. It was as if the darkness <b>had </b>turned into an invisible hand that grabbed his throat. His face was pale and his expression was a little painful, but the more uneasy he was, the more he stood straight like a pine tree, coldly resisting the endless darkness.
However, the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger until a soft litle hand suddenly pulled him back.
Valerie said, “Mr. Grant, I think there’s a power outage. Looks like the heavens want us to enjoy a candlelight dinner. Do you want to apany me to find candles?”
Matthew was slightly stunned, but the suffocating feeling inexplicably dissipated.
“Okay” Matthew took a deep breath and forced himself to stand up.Content is ? by N?velDrama.Org.
<b>Valerie </b>took his hand and led him to her room while nagging, “Mr. <b>Grant</b>, you don’t know this, but when I was young, the electricity in my house often went out, so I stocked up some candles at home. Otherwise, it would be a luxury to <b>do </b>homework every time the power went <b>out</b>. However, I <b>didn’t </b>have much money, so I asked the store owner to <b>leave </b>me the leftovers that others bought. They were of different lengths and sizes, and they were quite cute when I lit them.
“After that, it was even more troublesome at the rented ce when we first started working. <b>It’s </b>an old tube–shaped building. You can’t even imagine it. Power cuts and water <b>cuts </b>happen every few days. However<b>, </b>it was fine after we got to know our neighbors in the building. Once the power goes out, everyone tacitly takes candles from home and goes downstairs to <b>chat </b><b>under </b>the camphor tree while having snacks.
“After we moved, the power didn’t go out much, but I kind of liked the feeling of the candles lighting up the room. It is quite cory. A weak little me can chase the darkness away<b>. </b><b>Isn’t </b>that impressive?”
She couldn’t stop chanting. Matthew didn’t know if it was his imagination, but she seemed to be treating him like <b>a </b>child. Moreover, she <b>seemed </b>to <b>notice </b>that he <b>was </b>afraid of the dark and was deliberatelyforting him. As a man, he felt <b>that </b>he should be the one protecting her now, especially since her legs were injured.
“We’re here. Katherine gave me some scented candlesst time. They should be in this cab… Here! She patted Matthew’s hand. “Mr. Grant, don’t worry. The candles have been found”
He slowly turned his head away. “Why should I stop worrying! I’m not afraid of the dark.<b>”</b>
He would never admit no matter what
<b>Valerie </b>held back herughter and <b>nodded</b>. “Yes, yes. I’m timid. I’m a little afraid of the dark.”
<b>She </b>immediately took <b>out </b>a lighter from the drawer and lit the candle in her hand. The light <b>from </b>the scented candle in the <b>small </b>iron jar immediately dispelled the <b>darkness </b>around her. Valerie brought the candle to the living room, then lit all eight candles and <b>ced </b>them in everyer of the living room.
Coincidentally, the food had arrived. The two of them ordered a box <b>each</b>, <b>leaving </b>a portion of spaghetti in the fridge for tomorrow’s breakfast.
“We can finally eat!” Knowing that he was probably still traumatized, Valerie went to the <b>kitchen </b>to get silverware for him, along with cheese.
<b>The </b>scented candles were naturally iparable to the electric lights, but the candlelight gave off a warm feeling. At this moment, the living room was not bright, but it had regained its light. Valerie was busy working around the table. The candlelight made her face <b>look </b>especially gentle, like an oil painting
Matthew took in the scene a
and only then did he realize that the suffocating feeling around his throat seemed to have disappeared.
There seemed to be <b>a </b>strange power in her. Being with her always made Mathew feel better.
“Mr. Grant, if you continue to stand there, the food will taste had soon! Valerie’s <b>eyes </b>curved into c forward to <b>take </b>the fork from her, but he somehow <b>grabbed </b>her wrist.
crescent moons <b>as </b>she smiled. Matthew went
Valerie asked. “Mr. Grant, what are you doing?”
Matthew <b>took </b><b>a </b>deep breath. “It’s not that I’m afraid of the dark. It’s just <b>that </b>some unpleasant things happened when I was young.
He spoke slowly. It had something to do with his parents‘ deaths. Valerie only <b>knew </b>that his parents had died early, but she did not know that he had actually seen the scene of their death with his own eyes.
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