Chapter 98 Former lover?


    nca was getting a little overexcited at this moment and went downstairs as though she had springs


    attached to the balls of her feet.


    Matthew stood looking at her in silence. Her cheery smiles touched his heart. For the first time,


    Matthew felt his heart pound faster for a woman. Although his quiet life seemed to be broken by such a


    girl, he was surprised to find it was not a bad thing.


    “What are you going to make, Mrs. Brown? Oh, I’d love celery and beans!” nca, carrying a small


    white bag, leaned on the door to the kitchen and talked with Mrs. Brown.


    “No problem, Mrs. Grant,” answered Mrs. Brown with a smile. They kept talking and the room was filled


    with joyousughter.


    Because of Matthew’s obsession with quietness, Mrs. Brown was his only housekeeper, and they


    usually staggered their arrivals. Because of this, the house was always quiet. Somehow, the joyful


    moment made him feel warm and happy. A slight smile broke on his lips. Maybe Matthew himself did


    not realize that nca was slowly changing his life and melting his heart.


    Matthew’s driver and Curtis didn’te for this day was weekend. He decided to drive himself.


    As soon as nca got into the car, she fastened her seatbelt immediately. Then she sneaked a nce


    at Matthew with suspicion. He then put his long-fingered hands on the steering wheel and the next, he


    felt her anxiety. “What’s wrong?” he asked.


    “Well, uh... You haven’t driven in a long time, right? Could you drive a bit slower? I’m a bit scared.”


    Matthew said nothing and a ghost of a smile touched his lips. The next second he stepped the


    elerator hard and the car left the garage at great speed. nca was so frightened that she gripped


    her seatbelt tightly. Just then, the car slowed down. She knew Matthew did it on purpose. She looked at


    him with particr displeasure, but Matthew was unapologetic about what he just did. “You can get off


    if you’re scared,” he said.


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    ‘Are you kidding me?!’ nca thought. She nursed a hint of grievance in her heart, but she swallowed


    it and forced a cute smile on her face. “You’re overthinking. Of course, I trust you.” After a pause, she


    asked tentatively, “By the way, Grandpa…”


    “I’ll let you know when he gets back.”


    “OK. Fine.”


    It seemed that Matthew didn’t want to talk right now. So, nca said no more but turned her head to


    y with her mobile phone. Just then, a piece of news popped up - “The Gold Medal from the Oakshire


    Art Contest Goes To Peter From Oakshire Art School.”


    Peter? That Peter? nca clicked on the link and zoomed in the photo. She peered it closely and


    found it was really him, the one who had painted for her! She smiled to herself, well pleased with her


    own keen eyes and judgment. As expected, he was indeed quite something.


    At this, nca couldn’t helpughing. Matthew looked sideways at her phone curiously and saw the


    photo of the news. He found the man was the one who chatted with nca at the door of the Japanese


    restaurant a few days ago.


    ‘What is the rtionship between them? Someone she just met? Friend? Or former lover?’ thought


    Matthew, distracted. He found he kind of lost control recently, because of nca.


    Before long, the car was stopped right in front of the shopping mall.