Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love novel Chapter 370

Within half an hour, Chelsea and Hugh finished packing their luggage. Then, Lucy and Matthew escorted them to the plane.

“Lulu, take care. I’ll come to see you again after Hugh and I take care of his company’s affairs.”

Chelsea was reluctant to leave. She held Lucy and sulked, so Lucy comforted her with a smile, “I’ll take care of myself, and I’ll wait for you to come visit. If you don’t come, I’ll go to you.”

After their affectionate moment, Chelsea and Hugh were about to board the plane when Matthew remarked, “Mr. Lincoln, don’t worry. If there’s anything your company needs help with, feel free to ask me. I’ll try my best to help you. Ms. King and my wife are best friends after all.”

Matthew smirked, and Hugh almost choked, but he still had to thank him, “Thank you, Mr. Leon, but I can handle it.”

Hugh cast Matthew a glance and smiled sarcastically before boarding the plane with Chelsea.

Lucy and Matthew watched the plane take off and disappear into the distance before they walked back home hand in hand.

However, Lucy suddenly stopped in her tracks.

“Wait a minute. Something feels off. Why do I get the feeling that something is going on between you and Hugh?”

Lucy squinted her eyes at Matthew.

Matthew felt himself breaking out in a cold sweat on his forehead, but his face was calm as he replied, “Why would you think that? You’re overthinking.

"What could there possibly be between me and Mr. Lincoln? It's just like seeing an old friend, so I was just worried about him. That’s all.”

Matthew smiled at Lucy, but she seemed unconvinced, so she asked him again, “You’re not lying to me, are you?”

“I’m not…”

Matthew hesitated for a moment but nodded earnestly. How could it be considered lying when he was just trying to make his wife happy?

When Lucy first came to Charleston, she remembered noticing that there was a downturn in the comic market. She had briefly entertained the idea of drawing comics, but she never implemented it.

With so much time on her hands, she decided to pick it up again.

Lucy locked herself in her room to focus on her creative work.

Her basic skills were still there. Sketching characters, plotting storylines, and setting backgrounds came naturally to her.

However, she lacked inspiration. Despite thinking for a long time, she could not come up with a story idea or decide on a style.

Often, she would have a fleeting idea only to bin it later.

In the end, out of frustration, Lucy decided to go for a walk to clear her mind.