Chapter 386: Chapter 386: You’re Lucky to Survive and Recover a Small Life
This face is still so handso, so much so that one would be reluctant to look away. However, this beautiful face, almost like that of a demon, seems a bit disheveled and slightly haggard.
Under the beautiful Peach Blossom Eyes, there are two dark circles.
The stubble on his chin looks like it hasn’t been shaved for a few days, densely covering the surface of his smooth skin.
Even his clothes are not as bright and clean as usual, the expensive shirt is wrinkled on his body, looking as if it hasn’t been changed for a few days.
Sure enough, it was all her hallucination.
When did the Matthew Saxon she knew beco so unkempt?
The person in front of her was Matthew Saxon, yet she felt he was sowhat unfamiliar.
Because this Matthew Saxon didn’t quite resemble the person in her mory.
She didn’t understand why she would imagine Matthew Saxon in this way.
Could it be that she harbored such deep resentnt towards him usually, that she imagined him as this wretched figure in her hallucination?
"What are you looking at?" Being stared at for so long with such a strange gaze, Matthew Saxon finally couldn’t help but ask after a long silence.
This girl is still in a dazed state, completely unaware of whether she is in reality or in an illusion.
In this state, she might spill a lot of things she usually keeps hidden.
Matthew Saxon certainly wouldn’t miss such a rare opportunity.
"I was thinking, why do you still look so good even in this wretched state." Since it was a hallucination, Scarlett Yates had no worries and replied whatever was on her mind.
Matthew Saxon froze for a mont, then raised the corners of his lips slightly, brought his face closer to hers, "Does that an you’re still satisfied with this face?"
He stroked the prickly stubble on his chin and smiled, "Do you like it?"
Even though she believed it was a hallucination, Scarlett Yates couldn’t help but blush at such a direct question.
Looking at this slightly unfamiliar and sowhat strange face in front of her, the peculiar feeling in her heart beca even more pronounced.
Is this really her hallucination?
However, this ti the hallucination felt very real.
Matthew Saxon had been in front of her for so long and still hadn’t disappeared.
She could even feel the warmth of his palm and the warm breath when he ca close.
She blinked hard, and upon reopening her eyes, Matthew Saxon’s handso yet disheveled face was still right in front of her.
He had not disappeared.
Scarlett Yates’ muddled brain suddenly seed to wake up, and she pinched her leg hard with the hand hidden under the blanket.
Hiss—
It hurt!
She suddenly opened her eyes wide, seeming extrely surprised, tightly grabbing the hand with which Matthew Saxon held hers, "Young Master, I’m not dreaming, am I?"
Young Master...
Upon hearing this term, Matthew Saxon sighed silently, knowing she was really awake.
What a pity...
Just as he asked that question, he hadn’t yet gotten an answer from her.
"Scarlett Yates, who told you you were dreaming?"
Scarlett Yates’ eyes gradually widened, revealing an expression of surprise, "Young Master, am I really not dreaming? You went to the island to find ?"
Matthew Saxon nodded, "Consider yourself lucky, you just escaped death."
So, she wasn’t dead and was alive and well?
She could hardly believe it.
The things she had longed for countless tis and imagined innurable tis had finally beco reality.
And this ti, it was no longer a dream.
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