Chapter 309: Chapter 309: Then she must have cried very sadly
One is a rich heir, another is the grandchild of a maid, one is a neat freak and handso Young Master, another is a ssy wild girl...
Perhaps this will be a very interesting story.
"At that ti, I saw her climbing the tree all dirty to pick a pogranate, and I was quite disgusted, so I purposely scared her. She was focusing intently on a big pogranate, standing on tiptoe to pick it. Hearing my voice startled her, and she fell off the tree."
"And then?"
"Then she fell from the tree and broke her leg."
"Oh, she must have cried a lot, right?" Scarlett took another sip of tea, asking slowly.
Matthew Saxon nodded, "Breaking a leg, of course she cried a lot. I originally just wanted to scare her; I didn’t expect it to turn out like this. Although I didn’t like her, I did feel a bit guilty and went over to ask her."
"So even the Young Master can feel guilty over sothing like this? Wow, I thought you’d get more annoyed hearing her cry and just walk away."
Matthew Saxon ignored her sarcasm and continued, "She was crying quite hard at first, then she rubbed her eyes, looked up at , and suddenly stopped crying."
"Could it be like
before, shocked by the Young Master’s beauty?"
It really is a very interesting story.
Scarlett vaguely felt like she had heard it sowhere before, a strange sense of familiarity.
But she thought and thought, racking her brain, yet couldn’t rember anyone else telling her such a story.
She must have been imagining things.
After all, this was Matthew Saxon’s private childhood matter; how could she have heard it from soone else?
But then, where did that strange familiarity co from?
"Scarlett, can you just listen quietly until I finish?" Matthew Saxon finally couldn’t bear it anymore.
"Fine, you go on, I won’t interrupt." Scarlett had been listening casually at first, but gradually, she beca genuinely interested.
"She looked at
for a while, then picked up the pogranate that had fallen with her from the tree and suddenly held it out to ..."
She said, "Pretty brother, it’s for you."
The pogranate she fell and broke her leg to pick, she ended up giving it to him.
At that ti, he naturally found it disgusting. Who would want sothing from a dirty wild girl, especially a pogranate, which he disliked the most?
But the little girl’s eyes looked at him so pitifully that Matthew Saxon couldn’t bring himself to refuse. Besides, if he hadn’t startled her, she wouldn’t have broken her leg. So he accepted the pogranate.
Originally, he planned to throw the pogranate away after she left, but ultimately, he decided not to.
The pogranate eventually dried up, but he still kept it in his room.
What happened afterward was expected.
After the little girl’s leg healed, she’d co to his house every day to play with him. Whether Matthew Saxon wanted to see her or not, she would find all sorts of ways to find him and pester him...
She was like a tail he couldn’t shake off, following him wherever he went.
This annoying little tail that gave him headaches suddenly beca not so annoying after two months of following him.
Matthew Saxon even felt that he got so used to her following him, that if she didn’t, it would feel strange.
The little tail initially called him pretty brother. After being corrected several tis, she changed it to Young Master Matthew, and later, she called him Brother Matthew.
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