The room fell silent.
Time ticked by. Matthew was busy with more immediate work when he found that Blanca was asleep.
She slumped on the tea table, her long lashes leaving a thin shadow below her eyes. He tried so hard to hold back his desire to touch her baby-like porcelain skin. Not some once-in-a-century beauty, but still easy on the eye...
Matthew went into a daze as he looked at her.
His gaze fell on the pendant she had. That necklace... if she really was that personâs relative, then, they really were meant to be.
There came a sudden buzz on his phone. Matthew hurriedly snatched it up and turned the volume down before he even knew heâd subconsciously done that.
He went into the lounge at the side of the office to take the call. At that moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open.
âMiss Harris, Miss Harris you canât go in... sorry to wake you, madam.â
Curtis saw Blanca stir groggily on the sofa and groaned.
âItâs fine, and this is...â
Blanca rubbed her eyes. When she saw the slick black suit on her, Elizabeth Harrisâ face darkened. She was wearing Matthewâs suit!
In almost an instant, Elizabeth had stormed over and slapped Blanca crisply across the face.
âYou little bitch, sleeping in Matthewâs office, wearing his clothes, I...â Elizabeth snapped and was about to strike again when she saw Blancaâs face.
She was in shock. âWhy is it you again?â
âWhatâs your problem?â
Her cheek smarted. Elizabeth hadnât held back at all.
Blanca had been through a lot as a kid, but that didnât mean she was just going to lie down and take it.
Besides, who did this woman think she was?
Elizabeth raised her arm and was clearly about to slap her again when someone grabbed her wrist.
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âDonât get so intimate with me.â Matthewâs jaw was tight. His father had called and said Elizabeth was back in the country, and that the Harris family was getting a welcome feast ready, inviting them there. The call had just been to notify him.
With her wrist thrown off, Elizabeth clutched at it and took two steps back.
Matthew was already bending heartfeltly over Blancaâs bruise, sympathy written all over his face. His slender fingers stroked her face, but Blanca avoided them.
âDoes it hurt?â
â...â What the hell did you think?
Blanca felt like he was talking nonsense. The corner of her mouth twitched and she didnât talk. She just looked pitiably at Matthew, who showed his husbandly aura again as he looked at Elizabeth. âApologize!â
âNo! Why should I apologize? If she hadnât seduced you, you wouldnât have married her!â
âOh?â Matthew sneered, rage in his dark eyes. He suddenly took Blancaâs face in his hands and kissed her expressively.
It was a warm touch of a kiss. Heâd only just come into contact with her lips when he parted from it like it was some rare treasure. After that, with a satisfied expression on his face, he said, âSee that? I fell for her first. If you make her angry, Iâm the one who has to pamper her.â