Chapter 202: Chapter 202: Do You Hate ?
Matthew Saxon suddenly let out a low chuckle, gently tracing her face to her brow and eyes. "Scarlett, do you really dislike
being close to you so much?"
A warm hand gently covered her eyes, with a faint, pleasant fragrance emanating from his palm.
How could this feeling possibly be sothing to dislike?
Scarlett Yates, feeling flustered, pushed him away. Realizing that she had unknowingly been taken advantage of again, she glared at him with both sha and anger. "Young Master, please have so self-respect."
"Self-respect?" Matthew Saxon curved his lips indifferently.
He gazed deeply at Scarlett Yates, his eyes locking onto hers firmly, "Scarlett Yates, do you really hate my touch so much?"
He could sense that she wasn’t entirely indifferent to him.
Her body’s initial reactions said everything.
But why did she keep avoiding him, deliberately pulling away from him?
"Young Master, we had an agreent."
Scarlett was flustered by his stare, and it took her a great effort to find her voice within those deep eyes and avoid his gaze. "I’m just acting with you for a year. After that, we’ll go our separate ways."
She really couldn’t understand the man in front of her more and more.
They had originally agreed to only feign affection in public. She had always rembered the terms of the contract clearly, yet he was gradually starting to violate it...
The contract was set by him, both had signed it; was he now planning to breach it?
If he was indeed planning to breach the contract and no longer adhere to their agreent, then did it an she also didn’t have to follow it anymore?
She was not wrong in what she said.
Yet Matthew Saxon’s brow inadvertently furrowed.
A year later, each going their separate ways...
This had been his plan, so why did it sound so jarring when she repeated it now?
She rembered his words so clearly, was her heart that eager to sever ties with him as soon as possible?
At this thought, Matthew Saxon narrowed his eyes slightly, "You rember this matter very clearly."
His tone was a bit strange, but Scarlett Yates couldn’t quite pinpoint what was odd about it.
It seed like he wasn’t upset, as there was no trace of anger in his eyes, and his expression was normal.
Scarlett responded quickly, "Young Master is always worried I’ll fall in love with you. If I don’t say this, Young Master won’t be at ease. Young Master, you really don’t need to worry that I’ll cling to you. I dare not forget or defy what’s agreed. A year later, I promise to completely disappear from Young Master’s sight. Even if we et again, I’ll just pretend not to know Young Master."
She didn’t notice at all that soone’s face was gradually turning grim.
"An agreent is sothing both parties need to uphold. I can guarantee to act according to the contract, and I ask Young Master to rember the terms. If Young Master is determined to breach it, then I’ll take it as you intend to cancel the contract."
After finishing her long speech, she belatedly sensed that sothing was amiss.
The air pressure above felt heavy and oppressive, like a cloud hanging low.
"Scarlett Yates..."
A hint of chill laced the low voice, "Do you really want to leave so badly?"
He repeated the question he’d asked earlier, as if persistently wanting to hear the answer from her lips.
"Tell , do you hate ?" Matthew Saxon’s hand gently fell on her cheek again.
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