Clarissa was dumbfounded by his retort. Disappointed? What does he mean?
Should I thank him?
“Thank you, Uncle Matthew, I…”
She trailed off hesitantly as Matthew seemed mad.
Matthew brought her back to his room and wrapped her up in a blanket. Ellie arrived soon with a doctor in her wake. The doctor carefully examined Clarissa while Matthew sat across them wordlessly, staring at her ashen complexion.
Even Ellie could sense Matthew was seething with rage.
She didn’t think much about it. After all, it was all her fault. She immediately apologized when the doctor left.
“I’m so sorry, Clare. I shouldn’t have left you alone. I should’ve paid attention to you. It was all my fault—”
“Ellie Tyson!”
Before Clarissa could speak, Matthew called Ellie’s name sternly. He gazed at her wordlessly, but Ellie shuddered in fear instinctively.
“She might die!”
Matthew was curt, but his words were harsh nonetheless.
Instantly, Ellie burst into tears and flung her arms around Clarissa.
“I’m sorry, Clare. I won’t be so careless in the future.”
Clarissa was stunned by her outburst. With a trembling voice, she said, “Uncle Matthew, this isn’t Ellie’s fault. No one had expected that prank. Don’t be mad. I’m sorry for everything.”
Her apology didn’t manage to quell his anger. Instead, his scowl intensified. Puzzled, she pursed her lips and fell silent.
Matthew glared at her before standing up. He grabbed his cigarettes and left.
After he departed, Ellie wiped her tears away and patted her chest in relief.
“Oh, dear. Clare, that was horrible. I was wrong. Uncle Matt was so terrifying earlier. One would’ve thought you’re his real niece judging by how concerned he was.”
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