Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

The manager led the way, and Blanca Roach and Matthew Grant came down the stairs in a special passage, so they didn’t run into the swarming group of reporters.

Blanca Roach was carried down the stairs by Matthew Grant, and then got into the car, during the whole time she was acting as an ostrich, burying her head and not saying anything quietly.

Matthew Grant saw this and thought Blanca Roach was too weak to be strong, and said sternly to the driver, “Go to the hospital!”

“No need.”

Blanca Roach lifted her face to look Matthew Grant in the eye, she was afraid he would be angry, “I’m fine, no tummy ache.”

Matthew Grant froze for a moment, then his eyes glowed coldly and he looked at her with a serious expressionless face.

Blanca Roach, feeling guilty for lying, bit her lip, not daring to make a sound, her eyes hazy with tears, about to cry again.

Yes, she was pretending to be pitiful to seek Matthew Grant’s pity, and she did succeed, Matthew Grant’s gaze softened inch by inch.

After maintaining this state for half a minute, Matthew Grant breathed a long sigh of relief and hugged the little woman in his arms tightly.

He was a little angry at Blanca Roach for lying to him about her own safety, knowing how worried he was, his heart was beating out of his chest.

But Matthew Grant was more than happy that she was okay, so his anger subsided.

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Blanca Roach mumbled over his shoulder, “Would you please stop being so angry, it’s scary, and you pushed me away.”

“I won’t anymore and I will never be mad at you, and Blanca has to promise me that she will stop scaring me with her own safety.”

Matthew Grant’s heart skipped a beat when he heard Elizabeth Harris yell that something was wrong with Blanca Roach and the baby, panicking and fearing like never before.

He had never been so scared.

A small hand caressed the bruises on Matthew Grant’s face and wiped the corner of Matthew Grant’s bleeding mouth with his thumb.

Neither had hit him lightly, and both faces were stained.

“Does it hurt?” Anyway, Blanca Roach was distraught.

Matthew Grant shook his head.

Blanca Roach deflated, like a sad little gourd: “I want to go home.”

“Okay, let’s go home.” Matthew Grant pressed his forehead against Blanca Roach’s.

The world outside was too dangerous, and Blanca Roach just wanted to go home, just to come out to a charity dinner and encounter such a thing.

Was it the same for others? Or is she the one who attracts disaster.

But Blanca Roach doesn’t believe that Paddy did it for no other reason than her trust in Paddy’s character.

After what happened to Yvonne last time, Blanca Roach believes that there is a black hand behind this incident, and that Paddy is just being used, and that the person wants him and Matthew Grant to lose both.

Look at the method, could it be the same person?

If it is really the same person, then this time must be this person out, otherwise will always be this hand behind the calculation.

At this time, Blanca Roach does not know that Paddy has been surrounded by reporters and the story will soon spread in the form of her cheating with Paddy and being caught in adultery by Matthew Grant.

The black hand was indeed trying to kill two birds with one stone, but not against Matthew Grant, but her Blanca Roach and Paddy’s reputation.

Blanca Roach fought her way back into Matthew Grant’s arms, helpless and pathetic.

She clutched Matthew Grant’s hand in her hand and wrapped it in her arms, full of attachment.

She was still thinking about the scene when Matthew Grant just broke into the house and saw panic in his eyes, he was such a person, but also scared.

Blanca Roach was relieved and bitter to think that the reason he was scared was because of herself.