Although Chloe Grant had her eyes closed, she was not asleep.
The wound still hurt, so she couldn't sleep.
Upon hearing Matthew Morgan's voice, which sounded slightly different from Lucas', Chloe's heart was thrown into chaos.
She hated that she couldn't see. The Morgan brothers' voices were so similar, and she was so familiar with both of them, yet she couldn't distinguish between them.
"Get up and eat a bit more," Matthew ordered domineeringly.
Chloe kept her eyes closed, but her eyelashes trembled noticeably, showing her hesitation.
"Chloe Grant."
"Present!"
As soon as Matthew called her name sternly, Chloe reflexively opened her eyes and sat up slightly, staring blankly ahead.
Just like every time Matthew called her name.
Like a child afraid of making mistakes in front of a strict elder.
Chloe began to hesitate again in her heart...
Lucas had a more devil-may-care mischief about him, lacking the serious and intimidating aura of Matthew.
Was it really not him?
"Eat."
