Recalling what had happened last night, Matthew Xi slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Zoey. She had finished even the last drop of soup and took the medicine without hesitation.
However, she did not seem to have realized that the blanket was her only cover from the chest down. She was also not bothered by it. Why?
Matthew Xi had been pretending that it didn't bother him. However, after what had happened last night, he could not help but think about it... about her and about himself.
"Anyway, it's impossible that you're that Matthew Xi. My memory is not bad." Back to the initial subject that had diverted into a whole different nonsense, Zoey turned her head towards him.
Alas, upon seeing that he was just staring at her, she arched her brows. "Darling, you are really suspicious." She dawdled, squinting her eyes suspiciously.
