Chapter 304: Chapter 304: Just Fight If You Want, What Are You Waiting For
She was trembling with anger, and all the negative emotions piled up in her heart exploded in an instant.
From last night until now, these emotions had been pressing on her heart, like a heavy stone suffocating her.
She kept enduring, holding it in, wanting to vent, but she couldn’t even find an object to vent to.
Now, finally, the culprit was right in front of her.
Calm and casual, standing in front of her as if nothing had happened.
There was an unscrupulous smile on his lips, and just now, he had done sothing shaful and despicable to her again.
He was the one who told her to leave; he was the one who treated her coldly. Yet now he appeared suddenly, as if he were a different person.
He smiled at her, spoke to her in a gentle tone, and even kissed her...
His behavior changed so frequently that she found him unfathomable.
Her heart would turn cold with his every word and action, only to be ward again soon after.
In his eyes, she was just soone to be casually teased.
When he was happy, he would smile at her and speak sweet words.
When he was unhappy, he would treat her as cold as ice, without a single kind word.
What kind of man was he?
Sotis like the warm sun outside the window, other tis like the frost of winter, so changeable that she felt she had never truly known him.
Even though he was standing right in front of her now, he seed so unfamiliar and distant.
This kind of man was like the wind, coming and going freely, yet always unpredictable.
Who has ever seen soone who could catch the wind?
The mont her hand fell, it was gently grasped by soone.
Matthew Saxon casually restrained her hand still struggling in the air.
"Didn’t we agree you’d wait quietly for
to hit back? Why did you break your promise and make the first move, Scarlett? Are you going back on your word?" A detestable light laugh sounded above her head; without looking up, she could imagine how obnoxious Matthew Saxon looked at that mont.
"If the Young Master wants to hit, then hit already. What’s the delay?" She was furious at how weak she was, hating this despicable bastard to the core but unable to break free from his restraint.
Her struggle was weak and laughable.
He didn’t even need to exert effort to easily subdue her.
The disparity in strength between n and won was too great; she couldn’t overpower him, so she could only glare at him angrily.
She turned her head to the side, seeing he still hadn’t made a move, couldn’t help but sneer, "Young Master, weren’t you going to hit ? Why aren’t you doing it?"
Matthew Saxon watched as she voluntarily turned her face aside, couldn’t help but smile, raised an eyebrow, and gave her a fleeting smile, "Oh, I’ve suddenly changed my mind."
The smile, no matter how you looked at it, seed begging for a punch.
He looked down at her, contemplated for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "To punish you, the way I did earlier is most suitable, don’t you think, Scarlett?"
"How about I punish you a few more tis the way I did earlier? Then those slaps will be written off, how about it?"
As he spoke, he leaned down, his thin lips curving into an enchanting arc.
Scarlett Yates had no ti to stop him, nor was she able to.
Her hands were held by Matthew Saxon, immobilizing her.
In a rush of panic and anxiety, she shouted anxiously, "Has the Young Master forgotten what I said?"
"Oh? What did you say?" Because of her words, Matthew Saxon’s movents paused, yet he still looked at her with a faint smile, his eyes gleaming with interest.
"Does the Young Master insist I say those unpleasant words before you’ll give up?"
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