Chapter 1245 is unable to let her suffer


    The girl''s hands were cold, so to speak, from her contrast, and Anna was surprised to find that her


    palms were actually warm.


    Not the normal kind of heat, like fire.


    Looking at the way Matthew''s forehead exuded a thin sweat, Anna felt now, even more, that he must


    have a fever, and thinking about how different it had been downstairs earlier, Anna''s heart ached.


    "Why didn''t you tell me earlier if you weren''t feeling well? Why didn''t you tell me earlier? Are you still


    holding out, are you stupid? If you had said you weren''t feeling well, we would havee back earlier."


    Anna scolded him as he pulled Matteo.


    Matteo wanted to leave on a cold breeze, but the young girl found him halfway and thought he was sick


    and wanted to drag him back to rest.


    He was a little helpless and did not know how to exin to the girl, so he could onlyugh bitterly.


    "I''m a man, I can take care of myself, aren''t you tired? Go back to your room and take a shower first,


    I''m going downstairs to see if there are any band-aids to lower your fever, eh?"


    At those words, Anna''s footsteps picked up and she turned to look at him firmly.


    Two secondster, she shook her head, "No, you go to the room first, I''ll go down and check for you!"


    The hotel room was not far away and Anna pulled him to the door in a couple of seconds, then asked


    Matteo for his card.


    "Open the door and go in, go rest, I''ll go down and check for you."


    Matthew: "......"All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    This silly girl.


    "Hurry up!"


    Matteo could only swipe his card to enter the door after Anna''s urging, Anna pushed him in but stayed


    outside the door herself, "Wait for me in the room, drink some hot water first, I will go downstairs to


    check if there is any medicine for you, you are not allowed to sneak out, wait for me toe back!"


    After saying this, not caring whether Matteo said yes or no, he turned and ran away.


    Matteo stood there, staring at the room card in his hand and then at the running figure of the young girl,


    sighed resignedly, closed the door and plugged in the room card to get electricity.


    How was he going to tell the girl about this situation? Would she think she had a fever? If he did, would


    she be afraid of him and think he was scary now?


    In any case, Matthew thought it would be better if he took a cool shower first.


    Instead of boiling water, he went directly to the bathroom and took a cool shower.


    The cool water washed his body and washed away some of the heat, but the cure was not the root of


    the problem and the heat soon returned.


    If they wanted to relieve it, they would have to take cold showers throughout the night.


    Matteo did not mind, he was always in good shape anyway and would have no problem with a night of


    cold water, but he lived in the same room as Anna and his girlfriend would be heartbroken if she knew


    he had been in cold water all night.


    Time passed and Matthew felt that, after a long time, the girl had not returned.


    He turned off the water and went out of the bathroom, but there was no one outside the bathroom.


    Ding...


    The doorbell rang and Matteo''s eyes crinkled as he thought of the words he would use to exin to the


    girl when he saw her, as he walked forward with steady steps.


    Brush...


    As soon as the door opened, a delicate figure leapt into Matteo''s arms, hugging him tightly around his


    strong, thin waist and pressing against his body like a water snake.


    Matteo was confused for a second, and after smelling an unfamiliar scent, he shook it off and stared at


    it coldly.


    It was Gresta.


    She was wearing a long ck silk dress with a sarong tucked on top, her long hair cascading down as


    she looked at Matthew in confusion.


    "Lord Jordan, let me help you."


    At her words, the ink in Matthew''s eyes thickened a few shades, his lips ttened as he stared the


    other way.


    "It''s you."


    Gresta smiled softly and said in a low voice, "It''s me. I just told the waiter I wanted to buy you a drink


    and he dutifully did it for me, not expecting Mr. Giordano to be helpless. ...on purpose, I suppose? That


    Anna is too small and certainly not as good as me, if you will. ......"


    "Damn."


    Before she could finish her sentence, Matteo scolded in full fury.


    Gresta''s face changed slightly, but she stepped forward and said, "Why do you have to push me away?


    That girl, Anna, has already run away, and now you''re alone in the room, so even if you went in she


    wouldn''t know. And I know that drug, I put in a lot of it, so tonight, even if your willpower is strong, you


    won''t be able to avoid it."


    Matthew smiled coldly, the expression that was previously invisible on his face now showing, a shadow


    under his eyes, "Have you thought about what will happen to you before you do this?"


    He had that aura of terror about him that surprised Gresta; she winced unconsciously, but reacted


    quickly and threw herself at him without a second thought.


    "Mr. Giordano, I ask for nothing more than tonight. After tonight, I will leave and I will not tell Anna


    about this, you and Anna will still be a couple, but if you need me, I will be there, okay?"


    Matteo did not move, continuing to stare at her coldly.


    Gresta could not understand what she was thinking, she had not thrown out but neither had she said


    yes, what did that mean?


    Or was he shaken?


    Just when Gresta thought he had been moved by his own words, Matteo''s voice rang out without any


    warmth.


    "Do you know what I hate most in life?"


    Gresta snapped to attention.


    "It is an ungodly woman like you." Matteo''s lips were tilted in a smile of mock contempt, and he looked


    at Gresta as if he were dead.


    Thesest words managed to make Gresta''s face bleed.


    I didn''t think Anna''s words were true, Matteo really hated people like her, and for her to approach


    Matteo and say that she coulde to him when he needed her, didn''t that annoy him even more?


    Damn, she had gotten so low, but this man was still impassive, she was so angry that she gritted her


    teeth, "Why? You''re not married to Anna, so if she can''t help you, can''t I?"


    "And are you worthy?"


    Gresta: "......"


    He almost gritted his teeth, "What about Anna? Does that make her worthy? If she was really worthy,


    why did you let her go anyway, why didn''t you tell her the truth, no ......"


    However, before Gresta could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Matthew.


    "Heh ......"


    "At first I wasn''t interested in exining to people like you, but since you want to know so much, there''s


    no harm in telling you.


    I hold her in the palm of my hand and I don''t tell her the truth because I don''t want her to suffer, not


    because of one of your bad ideas, you know?"


    In the palm of your hand? Not wanting to put her through the wringer?


    If you think about the way Matthew treats Anna, and you look at the way he held back, it''s because he


    doesn''t want to put her through anything, not because he''s not interested in her!