Chapter 986: Chapter 986: You Are the Lady of This House
"Do you like wisteria?"
"Yeah, they’re quite beautiful when they bloom."
"Then let’s plant a few. I’ll have soone tell the gardener when we go downstairs."
Scarlett Yates was taken aback for a mont.
She had just ntioned it casually, but he really intended to have them planted?
"Um... I was just saying it offhand, there’s really no need to have soone plant the Purple Vine Tree."
Matthew Saxon said nonchalantly, "There’s plenty of open space in the garden. Whatever you like, you can have them plant it. Scarlett, you’ll be the mistress here in the future. This is your ho; design it however you like."
Not just a few Purple Vine Trees, even hundreds or thousands of them—if she truly liked them, why not?
Upon hearing this, Scarlett Yates suddenly beca intrigued, her dark eyes brightened, and she smiled: "I can handle the empty spaces in the garden?"
Matthew Saxon nodded, "Of course, I’ve said it before, you’re the mistress of Saxon Mansion. It’s not just the garden; if there’s anything you’re dissatisfied with in our wedding room, you can redecorate it according to your preferences."
Matthew Saxon’s room was decorated very simply, even too plainly.
The furniture was all uniformly black, and the overall style seed overly oppressive and cold.
As a girl, Scarlett naturally wasn’t fond of this style.
Girls generally prefer sothing cozy and refreshing.
Scarlett Yates loved the slightly diterranean, European-style decor the most.
However, Scarlett hadn’t actually thought of redecorating the wedding room.
Their wedding room was essentially Matthew Saxon’s bedroom. Since Matthew didn’t like others touching his things, Scarlett hadn’t thought of redecorating it at all.
Moreover, considering Matthew’s tastes, she knew he definitely wouldn’t like her preferred style. Even if she wanted to, she felt he wouldn’t agree.
Unexpectedly, he actually brought it up himself.
In surprise, Scarlett Yates asked with so uncertainty: "Did you just say I can redecorate your room?"
Matthew Saxon frowned slightly, dissatisfied with her phrasing, and imdiately corrected, "It’s our room."
"Alright, so you an I can redecorate our room according to my style?"
"Yep."
"My style might not suit your tastes..."
"As long as you like it, don’t worry about ."
"Sothing a bit feminine is okay too?"
"Yes."
"What if I like a pink princess room?"
He furrowed his brows slightly but quickly replied, "If you genuinely like it, then let it be a princess room."
Scarlett certainly didn’t like pink princess rooms.
She was just testing to see how far Matthew could tolerate her whimsical ideas.
He actually said it was fine to turn the room into a princess room!
Her heart started bubbling with pink, happy bubbles.
She was a bit scared.
Matthew was so, so good to her, his kindness was like a potent drug—the more she indulged, the deeper she was ensnared, the more addicted she beca. She feared that one day she would be utterly trapped.
Once she beca used to his goodness, if one day all this were to leave her, what would she do?
"Whether it’s planting trees or redecorating the room, those can wait. Right now, you need to dry your hair."
Her hair hung loose at the back, soaking through the back of her nightgown.
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