Chapter 220: Chapter 220 Scarlett, Opportunity Should Not Be Missed
At that ti, she didn’t take it seriously, firmly believing that her feelings for Henry Dales were definitely not rely admiration.
Now, she started to doubt.
The feelings she experienced facing Matthew Saxon were entirely different from those she felt with Henry Dales.
In front of Henry, she would feel nervous and shy, but never scared or inclined to flee.
But facing Matthew, her emotions were always conflicted. She clearly wanted to get closer to him, yet once she did, she felt frightened and wished to escape.
Matthew’s handso face zood into focus, with his Peach Blossom Eyes fixed on her—three parts amusent, seven parts mockery. "What’s so great about Henry? He’s young yet full of cunning, always pretending to be a nice guy. A smiling tiger like that could eat you alive without leaving a mark. I’m no worse than him. If you compare, the Saxon Family beats the Dales Family. Stick with , and no one will dare mistreat you. Scarlett, opportunities should not be missed. If you let this one pass, you’ll find it hard to find such a perfect man like
in the future."
Suddenly, a face as beautiful as a demon appeared in front of her. Scarlett Yates was startled, stepping back two paces until her body was pressed against the cold door.
Matthew extended a hand, pressing it against the side of the door, creating a narrow boundary that enclosed her.
He curved his lips, smiling like a cunning fox, "Give it so thought, hmm?"
The last "hmm" rose seductively at the end.
This flirtatious, roguish charr was starting to tease her again.
Unable to bear it any longer, Scarlett glared at him, biting her lip before turning her head and biting down on the hand he had resting on the door.
A soft laugh escaped. Matthew didn’t move, letting her thrash about.
He didn’t feel the pain he anticipated; Scarlett’s bite hadn’t landed.
"Why don’t you take it off?" Scarlett asked, her mouth agape and staring blankly at the large white bow on the back of his hand, a touch of surprise in her eyes.
The bow was her handiwork, wrapped around his hand carelessly. She didn’t expect him to keep it.
Though slightly flattened when tucked into his pocket, the shape was still recognizable upon closer inspection.
The large bow wrapped absurdly around his hand was laughable, clashing with his elegant, aristocratic attire.
In her stunned gaze, Matthew withdrew his hand and lowered his eyes to the bow, a bewitching smile tugging at his lips, "Why remove it?"
"Don’t you think it’s strange?" Did he really go out today with such a ridiculous bow?
"Yes, it is sowhat strange."
"Then why not ask Dr. Chen to take it off? Your wound needs tily dicine replacent, keeping it covered easily leads to inflammation." The Saxon Family’s private doctor had traveled with them to Country Z, and he could ask Dr. Chen to re-bandage it.
Matthew suddenly looked at her with an odd expression, his smile was also peculiar, "Oh, then co evening, you can help
take it off."
She couldn’t tell if it was just her imagination, but it seed as though a flash of sothing passed through Matthew’s eyes.
Scarlett barely had ti to think when the sudden knock on the door shattered the eerie atmosphere.
George’s voice rang through from outside, "Young Master, it’s ti to leave."
Matthew put away the playful expression on his face and, before leaving, carefully reiterated his instructions to Scarlett, "If there’s nothing significant, don’t speak. If anyone asks you sothing, don’t rush to answer. I will respond for you first, then you just repeat what I said, understood?"
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