Chapter 13 Uncle Matthew Is Kind

• If he's trying his best to introduce Hank to me, why would he stay and stress Hank out?
• Well, if that wasn't his intention, why bother?
• Clarissa was puzzled. She lowered her head and fiddled with the corner of the tablecloth nervously. Her mind was racing, but she just couldn't understand Matthew's actions.
• Matthew had a cigarette in one hand while his other hand was resting on the table. Something gleamed across his gaze as he questioned, “You don't like Hank?”
• Clarissa lifted her head. When she realized Matthew was staring at her, she hurriedly turned away.
• “I can't be sure because I had just met him once.”
• Matthew blew out a ring of smoke lazily. “You want to get to know Hank?”
• “No!”
• Clarissa immediately denied it. She mustered her courage and gazed at him. “Uncle Matthew, I've been busy at work. You don't have to waste your time to introduce men to me. I'll tell Ellie not to trouble you anymore.”
• “You don't need me because Wilfred is wooing you?”
• Matthew's expression clouded over.
• “Huh?”
• Clarissa shook her head. “No. Mr. Knight is our investor. Uncle Matthew, you've misunderstood us. I'm just a screenwriter, so I rarely get to see Mr. Knight. That time was just a coincidence.”
• After explaining, she halted. Is my explanation unnecessary?
• Why would Matthew care about my social circle?
• “Wilfred is married.”
• Clarissa immediately understood what he meant.
• She gave him a nod. “Thank you. Well, I don't fancy Mr. Knight.”
• “Mmm. Are you done? Let's go!”
• Clarissa jumped up and followed him out.
• By now, she understood what he was getting at.
• Before she left, she expressed her gratitude sincerely.
• Seemingly moved to tears, she declared, “Uncle Matthew, thank you for your concern. Don't worry, I won't fall for scoundrels like Mr. Knight. Besides, I'm busy at work, so I don't plan to be in a relationship for now. I know you're afraid Mr. Knight would trick me, but I'm not that gullible. I'm really touched by your concern. If I find a boyfriend in the future, will you help me check him out?”
• Clarissa was sincere, but Matthew merely knitted his brows together.
• As she smiled at him earnestly, he spoke slowly, “Check him out for you?”
• “Yes. You're older than me, right? Well, if you're not willing, then I—”
• “Mm, got it.”
• After Matthew gave her his word, Clarissa's smile widened as her eyes crinkled up.
• For the next few days, Clarissa locked herself up at home and finally finished her script. She then sent it to the director and her chief editor.
• Her job was done if they approved her work.
• Clarissa decided to relax and have fun after working hard. She dolled up and asked if Ellie was free.
• “Great, Clare! I wanted to invite you, but I was afraid you might be busy. Since you're done with work, I'll ask Uncle Matt to pick you up later. We're going to our countryside manor to have fun. I'm with a few friends, so we'll meet there!”
• She hung up without waiting for Clarissa's reply.
• Clarissa went downstairs to wait for Matthew immediately. Twenty minutes later, the man arrived.
• “Uncle Matthew, long time no see.”
• Clarissa was clad in a sleeveless top and shorts, exposing her fair and long legs. Her hair was tied up in a bun. She also had light makeup on. Her luscious lips were glistening under the sunlight.
• As her expectant gaze landed on Matthew, his fingers twitched uncontrollably. He swept his gaze over her slim legs before looking away.
• “Ms. Quigley, it has been a while.”
• After an awkward silence, Clarissa broke the silence.
• “Uncle Matthew, you can call me Clare. That's my nickname.”
• Matthew's lips curled up slightly. Parting his lips, he licked his teeth lightly and leaned closer to Clarissa before uttering, “Clare!”
• Clarissa's heart skipped a beat while her ears burned red.
• Why do I feel weak at the knees when he calls me “Clare”?