Chapter 133 Three Times a Day, Got It?


    “All right, it’s done.”


    nca realized she’d gone lewd again when Matthew released her.


    She squirmed out of his grip hurriedly and noticed her bare knees had been in contact with his


    abdomen, and blushed so hard she didn’t know where to put her limbs.


    “Three times a day, got it?” Matthew didn’t notice the girl’s strange behavior, and thought that nca


    was still nervous over the afternoon’s events. He didn’t overthink it and ced the ointment in her


    hands.


    nca nodded in a daze, then saw Matthew sit up from the bed.


    “W-where are you going? Aren’t you going to bed?”


    nca suddenly said somewhat desperately. Matthew frowned and looked over, and nca hastily


    waved it off. “That’s, uh, I mean it’s gettingte.”


    What had she just said?


    Why was there a sudden suggestiveness in the air?


    “Do I… need to report where I’m going to you?” Matthew almost blurted out. nca blinked and


    couldn’t manage an exnation. Matthew’s reply was light. “You’ve been tired out today. Go rest. I’ll go


    deal with work in the office.”


    “…oh, okay. Good night.”


    With her face red, nca didn’t dare look at Matthew. She calmed down only when the door closed on


    her.


    Wait, did that mean that Matthew hade in specifically to take her medicine? No no no, he must


    havee back to wash and change. Getting her medicine was just on the way.


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    What are you thinking, nca Roach?!


    Back then, when she’did in bed with Matthew, she hadn’t thought anything of it, but today, there


    seemed to be a flea beneath her hips, and she couldn’t sleep at all…


    Matthew woulde backter. How was she supposed to face him?


    …thinking about it, nca had slowly drifted off.


    In the office, the hour-hand was pointing to eleven. In his grey pajamas, a lock of ck hair curled


    down on Matthew’s forehead, making him look softer than usual.


    He opened hisptop, went into a video call, and on the other side of the line, Curtis saw Matthew in


    his state and was taken aback for an instant before he recovered and reported naturally, “It’s been


    dealt with. Todd won’t being back. As for who was behind it…”


    “Louise?”


    Curtis nodded.


    It wasn’t that he didn’t know it had to be Louise behind it. Having applied for the Empire Group directly,


    she’d been behaving too well these past few days.


    Matthew rubbed his brow. “Get someone to watch her.”


    “Yes, sir. There’s one other thing…” Curtis paused. “I hear the madam is not having a good time at the


    office. Her colleagues are clearly isting her, and it seems she’s been troubled over it recently.”


    Curtis was the chairman’s man, so news of subordinates rarely reached him.


    Still, nca was the chairman’s wife, so he had to pay some extra attention.


    “Ignore it,” Matthew said. “As Mrs. Grant, if she can’t deal with that much, she has no right to stay by


    my side.” With that, Matthew’s eyes darkened.


    …


    It had been twenty minutes since he cut the call with Curtis. Matthew snapped theptop shut and saw


    nca sleeping on the double bed in a spread-eagled position.


    Her sleeping posture was really… a sight to see.


    Matthew’s brow furrowed and walked over, not quite knowing how to move her. Finally, he grabbed her


    through the nket and pushed her to the side. With a p, a dreaming nca whipped her hand


    around onto Matthew’s arm.


    Matthew’s face darkened further, but seeing the red marks on her neck and wrist, he suppressed his


    urges andid down on the small bed as well.