Healing my disabled husband
Chapter 491 Don'T Go Back On Your Word

Chapter 491 Don't go back on your word

Matilda was not surprised when she heard that.

She also had this function on her own mobile phone, but she just didn't remember it for a while.

Matilda said, "Can you forget what I said?"

She had never been so ashamed before. For some reason, it seemed that Matilda felt even more humiliated because this person was Miles.

With Matilda's voice, Miles could hear effeminacy in her tone, which made him feel particularly good.

Relaxed, Miles's tone lightened.

He raised his eyebrows lightly and asked, "If I refuse, what will you do?"

Matilda just felt quite speechless about Miles' question.

She said, "We're good friends. You don't want to treat me badly, do you?"

It was really embarrassing.

Miles said, "What if I want to?"

Matilda choked, met Miles' gaze, and saw a different kind of deep meaning in his eyes.

Inexplicably, Matilda had a sense of danger.

"Miles, I'm not feeling well now," she said.

As Matilda said this, Miles immediately panicked again, and quickly asked, "What's the matter? I'd better call Aimee over to see you."

Matilda raised her brows and eyes unconsciously.

Her fingers reached out silently and hooked Miles'.

Matilda said, "Miles, don't you really like me?"

Miles' body froze. His gaze fell on Matilda's finger that hooked his.

He said, "Yeah, I like you very much."

Miles spoke frankly, without any concealment.

He raised his eyes to meet Matilda's gaze, not pretending to be affectionate, but telling Matilda in the most straightforward way what he was thinking in his heart.

Matilda frowned and said, "What I said to you on the phone is serious."

She didn't want him to like her. She was serious.

She didn't trust men, and she was serious too.

Miles' expression didn't change much, but his voice became a little serious.

He said, "I know, so I will not force you, nor will I pester you, but I can't control the fact that I like you. This is my own business. I can promise you that if you think it burdens you, I will not bother you. We are jus like the relationship between an ordinary boss and an employee. There is no need to develop other things. I will give you the acting opportunity you deserve."

"Will you still side with me?" Matilda asked.

Matilda asked this directly without thinking twice.

The moment she finished speaking, Matilda wanted to slap herself very much.

How much bitchy was she to say such a thing?

Shameless to the extreme.

But it was caused by Miles' preference for her all the time.

It had to be said that Miles really gave her many privileges.

If it happened to other employees who didn't bring any benefits to the company, but still wanted privileges, that would be nothing but nonsense.

However, Matilda had all these things that others didn't have.

Miles was a bit of surprised that Matilda asked such a question.

He was already ready that, after Matilda told him this, the next step was to distance her from him.

However, she asked such a question, which made Miles inexplicably happier.

He looked at Matilda with tenderness in his eyes.

He said, "Yes."

Everything will be as usual. Nothing will change.

If there were any opportunities that were beneficial to Matilda, he will still give her priority without any scruples.

However, he didn't want to change Matilda's opinion of him because of this, or hope that she would fall in love with him because of this.

He suppressed his emotions.

Matilda understood what Miles thought, and for a moment, she only felt her heart throbbing.

After a long silence, Matilda said, "Will you never hurt me? Don't beat me, insult me, or force me."

Matilda's voice trailed off. Her eyelashes drooped like a wounded animal's.

At this moment, she was not the current Matilda at all, but the seven-year-old Matilda, without any ability to resist, not even daring to cry, and can only watch those cruel scenes happen before her eyes. Miles was taken aback by how vulnerable she looked.

He took Matilda's hand and held it firmly in his palm.

"I won't. Never," Miles said.

Matilda seemed to have returned to the past and fell into the most vulnerable period.

Her whole body was icy cold, without any warmth.

Miles wrapped her palms tightly, as if conveying a warm current into her body, and gradually pulling Matilda back.

Matilda raised her eyes again and looked towards Miles.

Her eyes were misty, but her gaze was extraordinarily firm.

Matilda said, "Miles, it will take me a long time to digest the pain. I don't know how long it will take. It may be soon. It may last forever. If you can wait for me, then let's try."

Miles' pupils dilated suddenly, as if he couldn't believe what he heard, and he didn't recover for a long time. Looking at Matilda for a moment, as if he had been hit by something, he couldn't calm down for a long time. Waiting for Miles' answer for a long time, she blinked and looked at him, wanting to ask why he ignored her. However, Matilda saw a fool who seemed to have lost his soul. After being greatly shocked, he grinned foolishly. Matilda seemed to be hit in the heart by something for a moment.

How could this man be so cute?

Matilda said, "If you don't agree, then just pretend I didn't say it."

"I promise." Miles said quickly. His face turned red, and his voice was trembling, "I promise, no regrets."

Matilda listened to his domineering tone and wanted to be pathetic and act like she was being bullied. However, Matilda can't say anything.

She was just a little bit happy for no reason.

It was as if the things she was worried about before were nothing at all, which should have drifted away long ago.

She should not indulge in the past, and she should open her eyes and look ahead.

Matilda seemed to have been enlightened in an instant, and felt much relived all over her body.

Miles said, "I will always be with you."

Matilda nodded and smiled broadly at Miles.

Her smile was bright and moving, bring warmth to Miles' heart.

Miles adjusted his breathing secretly, feeling a sense of tension inexplicably.

"So, can I hug you now?" he asked.