Chapter 171
Scarlett Yates was just about to check if the windows were closed properly, when she suddenly heard the faint sound of a woman crying drift into her ears.
She paused, focused, and listened again.
This time, the crying was a bit clearer.
The soft, vulnerable sobs of a woman echoed, and judging by the sound, it seemed to be coming from the hallway just outside the room.
Who could be crying in the hallway in the middle of the night?
Scarlett’s attention was caught by the sound of the woman’s cries. Without further thought, she turned and walked outside, intending to see what was going on.
She gently twisted open the bedroom door, just as she was stepping out with one foot, her body suddenly froze, and she stood rigidly in place, unable to take another step.
From where she stood, she could directly see the front door in the entryway.
The lights in the living room were off, completely dark.
Yet there was light coming from the hallway outside, illuminating the entrance pathway, and also casting light on the couple embracing at the door.
Wrapped around Matthew Saxon’s waist were a pair of white, slender arms. The woman’s head was deeply buried in his chest, only a stylish, fresh short haircut could be seen.
The woman’s cries were weak, powerless, and her choking, hoarse voice was filled with fear, “Matthew, I’m really so scared p>
“I beg you, don’t leave me alone. I’m afraid to go back. If you don’t keep me, I’ll have to sleep in the hallway tonight p>
“I’m sorry, truly sorry. I know I shouldn’t do this, but I’m really scared. Please have pity on me and let me stay one night, okay? I can sleep in the living room or make a bed on the floor, anything is fine, as long as you don’t leave me alone p>
The light was dim.
When the lightning struck, the living room became as bright as day for an instant.
Matthew Saxon stood at the door with his back turned to Scarlett, and she couldn’t see what expression was on his face at that moment.
His body seemed a bit stiff, but he did not push Alice Green away p>
This woman, who was about to become his sister-in-law, during such a stormy night, like a frightened little bird, pitifully and helplessly knocked on his door, then cried and leaned into his arms, saying a series of humble words, just begging to stay with him for one night.
She cried so weakly, so pitifully, even without seeing her tearful face, Scarlett could imagine how captivatingly pitiful she looked at the moment, evoking pity.
The suppressed weeping surpassed all wailing sobs, her crying was heartbreaking for anyone who heard, wishing they could use all their ability to protect her.
Even Scarlett felt that the cries were so soft it stirred a desire in her to protect, let alone Matthew.
Alice was the woman he liked; hearing such cries and seeing her in such a vulnerable, helpless, pitiable state, he must have felt incredibly tender in his heart.
Thus, even though the woman in his arms was his future sister-in-law, he couldn’t bear to push her away.
In the stormy night, a pair of lovers who loved each other but couldn’t be together, embraced each other impulsively.
Oh, this scene truly is touching.
Following the usual plot in Little Maya’s stories, at this moment, shouldn’t Matthew Saxon raise the chin of the beauty, kiss her with heartache and anguish?
Merge all the unspoken words between them into this deep kiss, kissing with the intensity of a crumbling sky and earth, withering seas and rocks, entwined endlessly to the ends of the earth p>