Chapter 179: Chapter 179: It’s Surprisingly Matthew Saxon Again
After all, last night, when they finally parted ways, the atmosphere was not very pleasant.
But in contrast, Henry Dales maintained a perfectly natural expression, as if the unpleasantness from yesterday had nothing to do with him, "I couldn’t sleep, so I ca downstairs to sit for a while."
He said this, pointing to where he had just been sitting, smiling as he looked at her, "Co over and sit for a bit."
Scarlett Yates looked at him, silent and without speaking.
Henry Dales smiled again, his voice gentle, "The rain outside is still heavy, but if you want to go for a walk, I can accompany you."
Scarlett Yates was silent for a few seconds before she lightly shook her head, "I don’t want to go out."
She wasn’t out of her mind; it was pouring rain outside and pitch black, she didn’t want to go out and get soaked like a drowned rat.
Although Scarlett Yates did not respond to his invitation, Henry Dales was not discouraged; he patiently extended the invitation once more, "A hangover must feel terrible, co over and have a drink, and eat sothing to warm your stomach. The snacks in this store are quite good."
Scarlett Yates was initially stunned, then opened her eyes wide in surprise, "Senior, how did you know I was drunk?"
Rembering the incident of eting Matthew Saxon last night, Henry Dales’ eyes montarily dimd, then his lips gently curved into a faint smile, understated as he said, "You got drunk last night, I t Matthew Saxon on the road sending you back ho."
Scarlett Yates let out a long "oh."
Speaking of the hangover discomfort, she vaguely felt her head starting to hurt again, and couldn’t help but furrow her eyebrows, bringing a hand to her forehead for a few rubs.
"Don’t drink so much next ti, you’re a girl, and it’s easy for those with ill intentions to target you." Last night, when Knox Simmons harassed her, he had already wanted to step in to stop it, but soone was faster than him.
It was surprisingly Matthew Saxon again.
Twice now.
That night at the Dales Family, the mont he wanted to stop it, Matthew Saxon had once again been one step ahead.
And this ti, it was still the sa.
A mocking smile unwittingly curved the corners of his lips.
A voice in his heart sneered at him, Henry Dales, from the mont you chose another woman, you no longer had the right to protect her.
Whether you’re a step slower or faster, what does it matter?
You were the one who abandoned her, yet now you still harbor those unrealistic fantasies.
If you were smart and sensible enough, you should stay far away from her.
Uncle Smith was right; besides the Dales Family, everything else is irrelevant.
As the only heir to the Dales Family, the only thing he should be thinking about now is how to rebuild the Dales Family, bring it back to its forr glory.
He really had no right to indulge in romance at this mont.
But what good was his rationality? All his calmness, all his reason, vanished the mont he saw her.
Knowing he shouldn’t get close to her, knowing he shouldn’t harbor fantasies, yet he couldn’t control himself, as if soone had planted a seed of poison in his heart, it took root, sprouted, and blood, firmly grounding itself in his heart, and to remove it forcefully could only an pulling out his heart along with it.
But without a heart, can a person live?
Even if alive, it would only be as a walking corpse.
This poison, he willingly accepted, sweet as honey.
His caring words and gentle eyes, no different from before.
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