Love's New Bloom by Simone Hastings

Chapter 83 Can’t Bear the Thought of It

Erin could tell from Matthew’s voice that he was pleasantly surprised; somehow, she felt bad about it. She chuckled awkwardly. “Do you find it strange for me to call you?”

“Yes! Very strange indeed! You never once contacted me of your own accord even though you’ve got my number, and I make sure that my phone’s never switched off,” Matthew teased.

Erin found herself at a loss for words.

“Erin, is there something you’d like to know?” Matthew probed.

Erin was amazed. “How’d you know?”

“That’s because I’m on the same wavelength as you!” Matthew laughed, sitting in the VIP lounge like the rockstar that he was. His manager gestured for him to take note of the time, waving their boarding ticket in his hands.

Erin giggled. “Alright then, maybe that’s true.”

“Can you give me a few minutes, Erin? I’ll call you back right away!”

“Yeah, sure. You go ahead.”

Matthew swiftly ended the call and told his companions, “I’m not attending the music festival anymore. You guys have fun and enjoy yourselves. I’ll be staying back for a month!”

The rest of his team were stunned. They were finally done with all the concerts, and he was passing this chance to wind down overseas?

It went without saying that his manager had to stay back with Matthew, so he left the waiting lounge glumly as he trailed along. They hurried through the VIP lane, and Matthew immediately returned Erin’s call as soon as his phone received a signal.

The fact was, Erin was able to ask what she needed to know, but Matthew insisted on speaking to her in person and that it had to be tonight. Erin glanced at the clock on the living room wall and found that it wasn’t too late yet, so she agreed to his request. They decided to meet up at a jazz bar nearby.

Erin stepped into the bar an hour later. The black range rover that was shadowing her pulled up a little way down the street. Hans Feinwell, who was in the car, kept a close eye on Erin.

a blue imported sports car pulled up to the entrance to the bar. A tall young man dressed entirely in black exited

a mental note of the car plate number before he made a call. Five minutes later, the person called him back to give him information on the

working when he received the call, so he looked at the caller ID and said, “Kyle,

brows furrowed ever so slightly as he got up from

“Put it on speaker.”

“Yes, Mr. Frost.”

Frost, Miss Lane is meeting Matthew Burgess in a bar right now,” Hans

out to flip a page froze. For a split second, a glint

week, he had been waiting for Erin to come to him and apologize. Who would have thought that not only did she not come to him, she even found a new place to stay with her cousin? He

the hell out of the mansion back then, so naturally, his pride would not allow him

Hans asked after a

“Continue watching them. Go ahead and

“Got it.”

asking, “Mr. Frost, why didn’t you let me give the documents to Miss Lane straight

is, she might think that I made

the board is back in town. We found out that he has received an

at Kyle’s words. “I guess my father won’t be going back so soon this

should prepare?”

crossed his fingers and looked at Kyle. “We’ll play

She was nothing but disappointed when she found out the truth. It turned out that

ten grand before she promised to post the photo of you online. I had let her off the hook only because she was your cousin.

in them. He winked playfully at her. Erin snapped awkwardly out

couldn’t bear it. I couldn’t bear the thought of our moment being monetized for commercial profit.” He kept his steady gaze on hers.

looked like she was just a college student or even a high schooler, Matthew was five years younger

precious instrument. Erin felt a fluttering sensation within her. She took his hand away from

she said

reflexively recoil from him. But with Matthew,