Chapter 311
The memories of Little Tail were thus sealed away, buried deep in his heart.
“Can you understand my feelings p>
“I was right there beside her, watching helplessly as she was swept away by the waves p>
“Little Tail didn’t regret it, but I cut it off myself. She was right; it was very painful after the tail was cut off p>
Matthew Saxon spoke haltingly, pausing at certain points and then falling into long silences.
A breeze blew in from the window.
Scarlett Yates suddenly felt her eyes welling up. She wiped them with her hand and found her fingers wet with tears.
Was she crying?
Scarlett stared blankly at the wet traces on her fingers, then looked up at Matthew, with confusion and bewilderment in her eyes.
Why was she crying?
Even though it was a sad story, it wasn’t sad enough to make her eyes brim with tears.
“Scarlett, you’re crying.” Matthew noticed the tears at the corners of her eyes and seemed taken aback, narrowing his eyes thoughtfully as he looked at her.
“Perhaps the story is just too touching.” Scarlett tried to control her emotions, but as soon as she wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes, more fell, landing on her face.
“When I met Alice, it was in Darknight City, where she was accompanying guests with drinks Matthew gazed at her for a while, silently handed over a handkerchief, and then abruptly switched the topic back to Alice Green.
Scarlett’s hand froze for a moment.
She took the handkerchief, wiped her tears as if she didn’t care, and curiously asked, “What does Little Tail’s story have to do with Miss Green p>
“When I saw her, she accidentally offended someone and got slapped, forced into a dark corner p>
“That person always got whatever they wanted, never being rejected, especially not by a woman serving drinks p>
“The slap showed no mercy, swelling half her face and drawing blood from her mouth p>
“When I went in from outside, I glanced casually. She was crying then, crying miserably while begging that person to let her go p>
“So you acted as the hero saving the damsel in distress?” Such a cliché story.
Scarlett yawned with lack of interest.
The story wasn’t interesting at all, and she really didn’t want to hear it.
She didn’t even know why Matthew was telling her all this out of nowhere.
First, it was about Little Tail, and then Alice Green. What exactly was he trying to tell her?
“The people there ignored her, and my appearance seemed like a lifeline to her, like a drowning person clutching at a straw. So she cried and crawled to my feet, grabbing my pants and begging me to save her p>
“Scarlett, she was crying so hard, yet the moment she looked up at me, she suddenly stopped crying p>
“At that moment, I thought of Little Tail. When I first met Little Tail, she was the same p>
“I couldn’t help but rescue her. After taking her away from Darknight City, I found a place to settle her down. She was very obedient, following all my arrangements without ever asking a question, so obediently that I saw the shadow of Little Tail in her p>
“Is Young Master telling me this to say that Miss Green holds a very special place in your heart p>
A woman who bears the likeness of a girl he cherished in his childhood—how could she not be important?