Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant novel Chapter 33

Blanca and her Granny got in the car. Through her film of tears, she looked at the young man sitting in front. He didn’t say a word, his lips tight, as cold as the weather outside.

But the boy’s hand had been warm when he pulled her up. His heart must be warm as well.

Just like how warm it had just been…

Blanca snuggled her face closer into Matthew’s palm, like a kitten.

The soft touch on his skin softened Matthew’s heart even further. “Blanca. Blanca.”

She finally opened her moist eyes and looked at Matthew before her.

The image of the boy in her memories slowly overlapped with the person before her.

She sat up sharply and leapt into Matthew’s arms, hugging his neck tightly.

“Thank you…”

Both she and her grandmother had been saved that day, but she hadn’t seen that boy again. She’d been too young and in too much of a panic to even say thank you.

Matthew, though, didn’t know what Blanca had dreamed, and didn’t know why she’d suddenly thanked him. He thought she was thanking her for saving him.

He stroked her back lightly. “What are you thanking your own husband for?”

Blanca jolted and managed to extract herself from the muddy waters of the dream.

She wiped her tears off hastily and let Matthew go.

“I … I had a dream.”

“What did you dream of?”

When she hugged him, she seemed to have mistaken him for someone else, he’d actually felt a bit jealous. But since Blanca had been through so much, and she was sick, he didn’t put her to the question.