Chapter twenty one

Matthew wore a bright red suit but still retained his masculinity, handsomeness, confidence and calmness which made me extremely, extremely unhappy.

Why couldn’t wearing such a red suit reduce his manliness? Why was God so unfair, there were people who were both handsome, talented and had a lot of money. While other people had nothing.

"Am I handsome?" Matthew asked arrogantly, it seemed in his heart he already knew how I would answer yes.

I certainly wouldn't give him an answer that would satisfy him.

"It's normal, but more handsome than you used to be!" I blinked my eyes.

I approached him, bent down to help him adjust and tie a little.

“Much nicer!” I pleasantly said.

It looked like I was not too bad at choosing clothes at this time. The truth was that I wanted to make him less handsome, but it seemed I did not achieve my goal.

"Let's go!" I said, then went behind Matthew, pushing his wheelchair.

The car was already waiting outside the door, and Matthew was also waiting there.

“Shal