Chapter 227: Chapter 227: Unknown Secrets
If this little girl were a stunning beauty, he might still accept her despite a sowhat ordinary background, but looking at her now, she’s just above average in looks. How could she match his beautiful sweetie of a grandson?
No, absolutely not...
No matter what, he absolutely opposes this marriage.
Darned childhood betrothal, Roy Saxon might accept it, but he certainly won’t.
Watching his sweet grandson and that girl nad Yates gazing "deeply in love" at each other, Ian Douglas frowned, "If you want to be lovey-dovey, wait until you go back. Even during the ti you accompany , an old man for a al, you’re exchanging flirtatious glances. Can’t you hold back even for these few monts?"
He spoke directly. Matthew Saxon was already used to his way of speaking, his expression remained unchanged, and he smiled faintly.
Scarlett Yates turned bright red, simultaneously stunned by Ian Douglas’s exceedingly blunt words.
This elder doesn’t quite resemble one, and the younger generation doesn’t seem much like one either. The interaction mode between the grandson and grandfather is indeed beyond the norm, opening her eyes.
However, upon reflection, Matthew is soone who doesn’t play by the rules, maybe he was influenced by his grandfather in childhood.
Thinking like this, it seems quite normal.
The maid pulled out two more chairs.
Matthew Saxon held Scarlett Yates’ hand and sat down.
In front of each person was a serving of soup. Matthew Saxon first uncovered Scarlett Yates’ portion and spoke softly, "You’ve been sleeping the whole day, you must be starving. Have so soup first to warm your stomach. If there’s anything you want to eat, just tell , I’ll have soone make it right away. Don’t feel embarrassed; in Grandpa’s house, treat it as your own ho."
After speaking, he looked up at Ian Douglas, who was glaring at him, and with a faint smile said, "Usually, no one really cos here. Grandpa eats alone year-round, longing for soone to accompany him. With us here, he’s happy deep down. If you wanted to pluck stars from the sky to make pastries, Grandpa would find a way to satisfy you."
"As people get old, they beco increasingly afraid of loneliness. Speaking of this matter, Grandpa, please don’t secretly shed tears like before once Scarlett and I leave later."
"Cough cough cough..." Scarlett suddenly choked and bent her head to cough endlessly, turning her face red from the coughing, with tears welling up.
She seed to have heard so unknown secrets.
She was seriously doubting her ears.
It seed she just heard so unbelievable things.
A large hand gently patted her back, and above her head, the man’s voice was gentle and llow, "Scarlett, are you okay?"
Scarlett shook her head vigorously, coughed a few more tis, and gradually caught her breath.
She raised her head slightly, cautiously and secretly peeking at Ian Douglas.
Right in front, the man sat with elegance, possessing mature charisma, handso looks, and paired with his distinguished status, he is a man destined to inspire awe and admiration.
Imagining the scene where such an outstanding and powerful man secretly wipes away tears, Scarlett couldn’t help but twitch her lips a few tis.
Having his past embarrassnts bluntly spoken by his sweet grandson, Ian Douglas felt like a ruffled fox, slapping his big hand on the table, his face livid, "You brat, what are you saying?"
This figure, rumored outside to be able to make people wary with just a change of his facial expression, was completely disregarded by Matthew Saxon.
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