Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Elsa and Chloe both gazed at Simon with different expressions.

Simon felt a surge of irritability. He knew that Elsa, who had always been arrogant, was intentionally displaying such an expression to him, but beneath it, there was a hint of vulnerability. She was acknowledging her mistake and genuinely trying to make amends.

In the past, Elsa had never acted this way. She would only let him coax her, but now she was the one coaxing him…

As Elsa tried to appease him, Simon could not help but feel his heart soften.

Yet, as he looked at Chloe’s face, he had a strong realization. If he did not handle the situation correctly, Chloe would leave this time.

But he had no romantic feelings for Chloe, so why did he feel this sense of guilt?

Just as the tension reached its peak, the clingy dog was taken away by Bellflower, and both Simon and Chloe regained some clarity.

Simon took a deep breath and spoke in a conciliatory tone, “Chloe, I need to get medicine. All of you are injured, and it’s important to attend to the wounds…”

Chloe felt a sudden disappointment.

Initially, he was going to bring her inside to get the medicine, but now he was going to fetch the medicine for the both of them.

This implied that he had listened to Elsa’s words. Going inside to get the medicine and coming back out would only be incidental, as he would be following Elsa’s instructions.

“No.”

Chloe turned around and headed toward the villa.

Simon’s irritability grew, and he involuntarily chased after her, exclaiming, “Chloe, can you stop causing a scene?”

“Why do you seem like a different person? You haven’t been like this during this past month we’ve been together…”

“Slam!”

Simon caught off guard and

hollow iron gate, with Chloe standing inside while Simon and

a

stared at Simon. “I’ll tend to my

and sleep on my own, and I will

she turned her head resolutely, entered the house, and closed

Simon stood there dumbfounded!

open the door!” Simon urgently exclaimed. “Why did

arrival, his phone, wallet, clothes… everything

was currently wearing on

the door,” Simon pleaded. “Stop causing a scene. I won’t fetch

No one responded…

of satisfaction as she pitifully said, “Simon, what should I do? A cat scratched the back of my hand. Should I get a

scratched his head in irritation and replied, “Alright then. Arrange

mean? I’m injured, don’t you care about me? Do you have the heart to let me go to the

his head, but now he stared blankly at the villa as if he had lost

to the point of wanting to

Simon in

see through Chloe’s act of playing hard

endure for the sake of her position as

red, tears streaming down her face. “I understand,

want someone else to take me to the hospital. I just want you by my side. I’m afraid of injections, and

still

let me

around and walked away, filled with

was momentarily stunned, then regained his senses and instinctively

was he waiting

at the moment, so he could