Healing my disabled husband
Chapter 575 I'M Going To Bed Early

Chapter 575 I'm going to bed early

The food was finally served, and Francis immediately perked up, not the least bit carsick.

Matilda and August were helpless. They had seen people change their expressions so quickly, but they had never seen anyone recover so quickly.

But, these dishes really did look very appetizing.

Matilda had picked up her fork and was about to taste the meal that Francis had boasted about.

Matilda was really surprised when she took the first bite.

Her eyes lit up. She gave Francis a thumbs up and said, "Mr. Snider, you're a gourmet. The food is really good."

With that, Matilda took out her phone and took a picture of the table.

Francis and August looked at Matilda in unison. "Since when do you take pictures?" They asked, puzzled

The three of them used to eat together, but no one ever took a picture of the food.

Matilda sent Miles the photo and said, "No, I'm not used to it. I'm just sending it to someone."

Their eyes fell on Matilda, and they always felt that Matilda seemed to have changed a lot, so they were a little bit not used to it.

Matilda put her phone away and looked up to see them looking at her. "What's wrong?" She asked, puzzled. "Is there something on my face?"

"We haven't seen each other for a long time," Francis said. "Why do I feel like you've changed so much?"

Matilda said, "Did I? Mr. Snider, don't talk nonsense."

Francis said, "So tell me, why did you suddenly take a picture?"

Matilda looked at Francis and said, "Mr. Snider, aren't you too curious?"

Hearing Matilda say that, Francis probably guessed something.

He looked at Matilda, then at August, and sighed silently.

Francis said, "Well, I don't want to know. Let's eat."

When Matilda was almost full, she forced herself to put the fork down.

"If it isn't for the press conference tomorrow, I'd really like to eat some more," she said helplessly, holding her chin.

Although the dishes were delicious, they still tasted quite strong.

Despite her natural beauty, Matilda also needed to keep an eye on her body control.

"If you like it, you can eat as much as you want after the conference," Francis said. "Eat as much as you like. It's on me."

Matilda was amused. She looked at Francis and said helplessly, "Mr. Snider, you make me sound like a greedy cat."

August laughed, too, and his eyes fell on Matilda's face. For a moment, the emotion in his eyes could not be concealed. Matilda, however, did not notice.

She was looking down at her cell phone, texting Miles.

The look on Matilda's face, too, was unabashedly sweet.

That look, in the eyes of Francis and August, was a different story.

In August's eyes, in particular, it was a "death sentence".

Francis noticed something was wrong with August, tapped him on the shoulder and gave him a look.

August looked over at Francis and gave him a bitter smile.

Matilda put away her cell phone and saw the two of them winking at each other.

She frowned suspiciously and asked, "What are you two doing?"

"Nothing," said Francis. "You've had your fill. Let's go back and be fresh for the press conference tomorrow."

Matilda looked at Francis suspiciously, always replaceing his expression strange.

But she didn't ask any questions.

After the three people got out of the restaurant, the number of vehicles on the road was obviously less, so they arrived at the hotel much smoother. Matilda was still texting Miles, feeling the clock was ticking.

Back at the hotel, the three returned to their rooms.

Matilda spoke to Miles and went into the bathroom to take a bath.

By the time she got out, two hours had passed.

She wiped her hair dry and didn't notice any new messages coming in from her cell phone.

When the doorbell rang, Matilda looked suspiciously towards the door, not knowing who might be looking for her.

Putting the towel aside, Matilda walked over, didn't open the door immediately, but looked through the peephole. When she saw who was outside, Matilda's eyes widened.

She opened the door of the room and looked at him in surprise. "What are you doing here?"

Matilda got excited and jumped on Miles.

Miles put his arm around her waist, took a few steps inside, and kicked the door shut.

Matilda held Miles' face in her hands, pinching it from side to side, as if unsure if the person in front of her was real.

"Tell me quickly, what are you doing here?" Matilda held Miles' face and stared at him with burning eyes.

Miles said, "I miss you, so I come over."

Innisrial was very close to Canport. After Miles came out of the office, without thinking twice, he drove straight up the highway towards Matilda.

He also thought that he was impulse and mad by doing so.

By the time he came to his senses, however, the car had already pulled into the Canport.

Matilda wrapped her arms around Miles's neck and said, "You dropped me off at the airport at noon, and now you miss me. You can't leave me alone?" "Yeah, what are you going to do? Take me with you," Miles said.

Matilda said, "I want to, but can I?"

Miles thought for a moment and said, "I hope so."

"But no," Matilda said, lying in Miles' arms. "Just come this once. Don't come next time."

When Miles heard this, he squeezed Matilda's hand and said, "Are you judging me?"

"I don't hate it. I just don't want you to work so hard," Matilda said.

In particular, he came at this time, and it was obvious that he drove here himself.

Matilda said, "Haven't you eaten yet? Are you hungry?"

"A little," Miles said.

Matilda said, "I'll order you some takeout. What do you want?"

Miles chuckled and said, "The one you had for dinner."

This guy was jealous of her dinner?

She looked at Miles and said, "So you didn't really come to see me. You actually came to eat?"

Miles sighed and said, "Why do you think I'm here?"

Matilda purposely teased him. She tilted her head and said pitifully, "Oh, I even touched myself a little. I didn't expect that. I was totally overthinking it." Miles was really pissed off at her.

When he heard her say this, his hand that fell on her waist, with a firm grip, pinched Matilda's itchy flesh.

Matilda screamed and tried to bounce out of Miles' arms, but was held firmly in his.

"I see you," Miles said. "You really want me to kick your ass."

Matilda understood, of course, what Miles meant by saying this.

Matilda immediately lost her nerve and gave a silly laugh. "Well, Miles, don't get excited," she said. "Let's talk about this."

With that, Matilda pulled herself out of Miles' arms.

If he did, was she going to the event tomorrow or not?

She didn't want to be scoffed by Francis and August.

And, tomorrow was actually her first official appearance, so she absolutely can not make any mistakes.

Matilda said with a straight face, "I'm going to order you some take-out. I'm going to bed early."