Young Bride in a Lightning Marriage: Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love

Matthew's face grew cold. "Mom, you sent me messages in the early hours. You know there's a time difference between New York and here, right? That's why I didn't reply to your messages." Gabriella found it amusing. "Matty, I raised you. Do you think that I don't recognize your little tricks? Don't lie to me. Never mind the time difference, you still haven't replied to me all morning." She strutted in her five-inch heels all the way to Matthew.

He was left speechless by her words. He clenched his fists in silence.

The sound of her heels got closer and closer. With every step Gabriella took, the air around Matthew grew colder.

By the time she was in front of him, the air around Matthew was as cold as ice. His face was expressionless, like a silent volcano.

Gabriella looked at Matthew with a half-smile. "Matty, you don't look very happy to see me."

"Of course, I'm not," Matthew finally said. His voice was cold and firm as if he were talking to his enemy.

Standing on the sidelines, Lucy looked at the mother and son with fear on her face as they looked like they were about to get into a brawl. Feeling helpless, she had no idea what to do.

comfortable staying in New York? Why did

eyes threateningly. "I even make sure to send you your living expenses

her hair and took off

expenses. Thank you for

He knew that

a relationship, yet as his mother, I had no idea. If hadn't seen both of you on television a

Lucy

embedded in it. Her hair was braided into a French braid that cascaded down her delicate neck. There was even a white belt around her

innocence and purity, making her look

the complete opposite

too. She had fox-like eyes and a smoking hot body. Despite being over 40, she was still as attractive as ever. Her chestnut hair was wavy, and her red lips

were not only filled with charm but also scrutiny.