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Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone with The Money by Little Treasure

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Chapter 573

Cynthia was surprised and asked, “Brother-in-law?”

Where did that term come from?

“Will you?” Joshua stubbornly demanded an answer.

“The question you’re asking is meaningless. If you still want to know after you’ve healed,

I’ll tell you.” Cynthia shifted the topic.

Not to mention that she was not even with Matthew, but even if they were together, he

would not be Joshua’s brother-in-law since she was not his sister.

Joshua’s gaze dimmed instantly, clenching his hands slightly at his sides as a wave of

sadness engulfed him.

Cynthia continued, “Go wash up and sleep.”

Joshua pursed his lips, glanced at her, and noticed the composed Matthew nearby.

Another thought crossed his mind. “Cynthia.”

“Yes?”

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“It hurts…” He extended his injured hand, which had been scraped quite severely. The

blister on his hand had been completely rubbed off, exposing the tender flesh and causing

blood to seep.

Shirley frowned when she saw that, as she had not expected that a simple trip downstairs

would lead to this, asking, “What happened?”

“I fell by accident,” Joshua murmured, looking down.

“Captain, I’ll take him to disinfect the wound first,” Cynthia said, concerned about the

possibility of infection. After all, wounds were harder to heal in winter.

Joshua’s tense heart relaxed.

Fortunately, Cynthia did not press for more details, or he would not have known how to

answer.

“Let me handle it,” Matthew said, already holding a first aid kit and approaching them.

Then, he pulled Joshua’s hand toward him and took the iodine solution to clean the wound

Joshua instinctively recoiled.

Cynthia was about to speak up, but Joshua muttered, “I’ll just rinse it with water. That will

be enough.”

After saying that, Joshua walked out and returned to Cynthia’s unit. He left so quickly that

Cynthia did not even manage to hold onto him.

Thinking about what happened, she still asked Matthew, “What did you talk about? Why

did he suddenly fall?”

“Take a guess,” Matthew smirked.

Cynthia was rendered speechless.

When did Matthew become so mischievous?

“Don’t be fooled by his young age. He knows very well how to fight for attention,”

Matthew added casually.

“Fight for attention?” Cynthila wondered if she had misheard.

“In other words, he feels uncomfortable seeing you getting along with me. Or perhaps he

wants to hug you all for himself,’ Matthew casually remarked.

Cynthia pondered and reminded, “He has the mind of a five-year-old.”

Matthew replied with his captivating voice, “I suggest you discuss this with Sean again.

Things may not be as simple as they

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seem. Haven’t you noticed how heavily he relies on you emotionally?”

Cynthia recalled and realized there might be some truth to it.

Matthew continued, “Most children with the mind of a five-year-old want their parents, but

he clings to you after seeing you.

It doesn’t make sense.”

“Could it be that subconsciously he feels guilty toward Cynthia, so he seeks closeness

when he sees her?” Shirley speculated.

“That’s a possibility. But considering his complete memory loss and m ental regression,

that possibility is too slim,” Matthew analyzed rationally.

He might not have doubted it if it were not for the conversations and incidents that

occurred after going downstairs. However, Joshua’s reaction was certainly abnormal.

“There’s one more thing,” Matthew said.

While deep in thought, Cynthia replied, “What is it?”

Matthew paused momentarily as if carefully choosing his words before saying, “Children

tend to be drawn to people who are warm and affectionate toward them. But it seems you

have always maintained a certain distance from him, intentionally or

not.”

Not only distant but also a deliberate sense of keeping her distance.