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My Three Darlings by Anonymous novel Chapter 278

Chapter 278

Matthew frowned and glanced at Beau coldly. “You can say it directly. You just want to see Eliza a few more times. I won’t mind.” “But why do you insist that I am in poor health?” Previously, when Elias had returned to Krine to break Lucija out, he had broken one of Matthew’s legs. Now, he could only sit in a wheelchair and rest. It was the last thing Matthew wanted to mention when he was beaten so badly by Elias. However, Beau had to send Roseane to the Wushu Pavilion on the excuse that Matthew’s legs were inconvenient. He really did not know if Beau had done it on purpose or not. Seeing that Matthew was displeased, Beau smiled and gently patted his shoulder. “Don’t worry, when we find Elias, I will definitely help you get him back.” Matthew rolled his eyes at him coldly. “Forget it.” “All your thoughts are on how to please Eliza. Do you have time to find Elias?” Beau furrowed his eyebrows. He knew that Matthew was in a bad mood ever since he broke his leg, so he kept quiet and stopped arguing with him. “I still have something to do, so I’ll go first.” Looking at the direction Beau left, Roseane sighed slightly. She frowned slightly. “Of course Uncle Beau can help find Elias.” “As long as Elias is still in Krine, we will be able to find him.” Then she got out of bed and silently walked to Matthew, holding his hand. “Don’t be too sensitive. For Uncle Beau, both Eliza and you are equally important.” “Elias hid herself so well. Didn’t we search for her for a long time before Uncle Beau came back?” “Uncle Beau is not all-knowing, nor can he find someone at once, right?” Roseane’s voice was gentle. Matthew’s cold eyes finally eased up.

He sighed and closed his eyes. “I’m too sensitive and fragile.” During the days after he broke legs, he always dreamed that he could never stand up again. He dreamed that Elias and Lucija would stand in front of him and mock him as a damn cripple. He also… dreamed of Kezia. Kezia cried as she looked at him in the wheelchair, saying that he was no longer the mighty and handsome person in her impression. She said… she didn’t like him anymore. Matthew often woke up from his sleep. After waking up, he could not sleep the whole night. “Matthew?” Seeing that he did not speak for a long time, Roseane frowned and called him in a low voice. Matthew came to himself. He smiled awkwardly and pulled away Roseane’s hand. “I know.” “Let me be alone.” Roseane’s hand that was pulled away and stopped in the air. Embarrassed, she withdrew her hand and hid behind him. Then she forced a pale smile at Matthew. “Well, then… I’ll leave you to rest.” After that, she turned around and subconsciously walked toward the door of the ward.

She suddenly stopped after two steps. She pursed her lips and looked back at Matthew’s face with embarrassment. “Well…” “This… is my ward.” Matthew paused for a moment before realizing that he had brought Beau here to look for Roseane just now.

This was her ward. He smiled awkwardly and went out in his wheelchair. D The door of the ward was gently closed. Roseane laid on the hospital bed powerlessly. She stared straight at the ceiling. It had been more than a week since she woke up. From the moment she knew that Matthew married her, she was shocked and overjoyed. But after she calmed down, she still felt helpless… She knew very well that she would never be able to replace Kezia in Matthew’s heart. However … Roseane closed her eyes. It was her. She was obviously the one who had written a letter to Matthew. It was Kezia who imitated her handwriting and tone. But in Matthew’s eyes, she had shamelessly learned everything from Kezia in order to possess him. However, she was still lucky. Fortunately, Matthew was still able to tell that she was a good person and was willing to follow Kezia’s advice to take care of her and be her lifelong friend. … Even though they had already become husband and wife, he still respected and loved her.

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