Chapter 547

Chapter 547

Riley paused for a moment while typing, and then she stopped worrying. Since Captain was taking

such good care of Cynthia, they might as well let him continue.

After drinking the honey water, Cynthia sat on the spotless carpet. Her eyes were wide open, reflecting

a myriad of unspoken

worries.

Nighttime was not the right time for decision–making, nor was it suitable for drinlong. Even a person as

calm and composed as Cynthia could become overwhelmed when confronted with both these factors.

Without understanding why, thoughts of Joshua’s injury and the serious damage to his central nervous

system kept playing in her mind, amplifying her anxiety.

“Captain.” Cynthia sounded like a child who had lost her way.

In her heart, Captain was her guide. He could easily help them with all their practical and psychological

problems, leading them forward. Their trust and reliance on him grew without them even noticing.

Matthew sat down next to her, casting a glance her way. “What’s wrong?”

“What if Joshua never recovers? How would I explain it to his family?” Cynthia asked, hugging her

knees and resting her chin

on them

He was the heir to the Neal Group, the grandson Old Man Neal held in the highest regard, and the

beloved child of Daphne and

Felix

She did not know what to do if Sean concluded that he would never recover.

“Sean hasn’t made his final diagnosis yet. Don’t be too anxious. With his skills, it won’t be a major

issue,” Matthew said, rational as ever, aware that her emotions were high.

Cynthia looked up at him, her usually impassive almond eyes now filled with uncertainty.

“Really?” she asked.

“When have I ever lied to you?” Matthew retorted.

After some thought, Cynthia shook her head. Never.

“Take a shower and go to bed,” Matthew advised, giving her head a gentle rub. His large, warm hand

brought a sense of safety and warmth. “When you wake up, we’ll go see Sean and ask about the

situation.”

“Alright,” Cynthia agreed.

“Can you stand straight?”

“Yes!

Seeing her rise to go to her bedroom, Matthew thought she was perhaps a bit ton trusting.

He called her back “Cynthia”

“Yes?” Her face still held that bewildered look.

Matthew pressed his lips together, and the wards he was about to say swallowed back. “Never mind.

Just remember to get dressed before you come out,”

After all, he was now retired and could protect her. She did not need to worry so much.

“Alright.” Cynthia went into her bedroom, closed the duor behind her to take a shower.

Taking a shower often had a refreshing effect. As steam filled the room, Cynthia’s skin became flushed

and moist. Her long, curled lashes were dotted with droplets of water, and her skin glowed with a hint of

pink.

Matthew waited outside the whole time About twenty minutes later, Cynthia energed from the shower,

dressed in cotton sleepwear. Her hair, freshly washed, was wrapped in a towel, accentuating her

sletuber neck. Her intoxication had faded. significantly After letting down her hair and giving it a quick

towel–dry, she finally stepped out of the room.

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Seeing her with damp hair, Matthew frowned. What was she thinkding? The weather was cold, and she

should dry her hair.

“Captain, I’m right now. You should take your shower and get some sleep,” Cynthia said, standing at

the doorway, trying to maintain her composure.

“Come here,” Matthew ordered, his voice low.

Cynthia looked puzzled, but she did as told.

Before she knew it, he had picked up a hairdryer from the side and began to dry her hair.

Cynthia was taken aback, for a moment not quite processing what was happening