Reborn for Revenge or A Second Chance At Vengeance

Chapter 43 Too Close

It must have been the herbal tea bag she gave him yesterday.

“Mr. Quigley,” Aurelia greeted, before preparing to ascend the stairs.

Matthew looked over.

Aurelia met the cold, dark gaze of Matthew.

His mood seems a bit off today… No, that’s not entirely accurate either. He’s always been cold and distant foward others.

“Could you do me a favor?” Matthew asked her.

Aurelia was somewhat taken aback. “What kind of favor?”

She hadn’t expected that he would take the initiative to seek her help.

Observing his slightly furrowed brows and his enduring demeanor, she wondered if he really encountered some trouble.

She walked up to him.

“My headache, the acupoints you pressed for me at the Quigley residence last time were really helpful.” Matthew’s slender fingers paused on his temples, massaging them a few times, but it didn’t seem to alleviate much.

“Is your headache really severe? Where exactly does it hurt?” Aurelia asked in a gentle voice.

Upon hearing the woman’s soft voice, Matthew was momentarily taken aback, then he promptly pointed to the spot where his head ached.

“I’ll give it a try, but massaging the head can only provide some relief. Mr. Quigley, when you have time, you might want to consider visiting a traditional medicine practitioner and try acupuncture.”

Aurelia walked behind the couch, standing behind Matthew.

“Acupuncture?” The thought of a long needle piercing into his head made Matthew instinctively resist.

“Sometimes, what our ancestors left behind can be more useful than modern medicine. Now, relax and close your eyes,” Aurelia said, as she placed her hand on his head.

Matthew closed his eyes.

The acupoints that Aurelia pressed today were different from the last time.

This should effectively alleviate Matthew’s headache symptoms.

Thirty minutes later, Aurelia found herself in a bit of a predicament as she watched Matthew, who had already fallen asleep.

He was nearly two meters tall, a size she simply couldn’t carry. Moreover, his sleep was often troubled, and it seemed somewhat cruel to wake him.

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Her gaze swept over to the neatly stacked blankets on the side.

the blanket and draped it over

the stairs with a light, delicate

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bed, finding just the

arrived home. After replying to

almost silent throughout the

a couple of days, many people would have forgotten that

and Spencer on WhatsApp, but

and scrolled through to find a job recruitment notice that Chad had

her.

among the

comparison photos of

her

on Amazon. The appraisal fees ranged from two hundred to

received an

her specifications. Although there were

The methods of creating convincing imitations were endless, but a fake

hundred, she got out of bed to turn off

who was still on the first floor. She had forgotten to turn

a sound. Matthew, who was reclining on the couch, remained in the same sleeping position as when she had gone upstairs. However, the blanket that had

walked over and picked up the blanket, carefully

her arm was seized, and she was spun

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out a cry of pain, only to find herself staring

those eyes, there was profound darkness that seemed

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hand still gripped her arm tightly, the formidable strength seemingly threatening

two.

eyes as she asked, “Are you going to bite the hand

then that Matthew reacted, regret flickering in his eyes as he apologized, “I’m sorry: I was too

action was purely instinctual just

going to

it felt as if I

rubbing her bruised arm, her tone far

ago, had he grasped her neck, he

He definitely has experience with this sort of thing

told herself to maintain a safe distance from him in the future. She didn’t want to end up dead

massaging, Matthew furrowed his brows and said,

just apply some ointment,” Aurelia declined, shaking

already midnight, and it wouldn’t be appropriate to bother the doctors at the

a bit of bruising

up in the countryside, her skin was naturally delicate. Any carelessness that led to a bump or scrape would leave

a pang of guilt, his eyes dimming slightly as they rested on

was both

was as if someone had left behind

lusciously moist red lips,

rising to his feet. “I’ll get