Chapter 191

She didn’t even dare to meet his gaze for too long.

His eyes seemed able to see through everything, and an inexplicable fear and panic stirred in her heart.

Afraid that he really saw through her, and discovered the secret buried deep within her heart.

“Since you’re not scared, then why won’t you dare to go back with me p>

He lightly brushed away the hair covering her eyes, a rare gentle gesture, “Scarlett Yates, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid I’ll take advantage, or afraid that you won’t be able to resist taking action against me p>

“I’m not afraid of being taken advantage of, so what are you afraid of p>

Matthew Saxon’s voice, at some unknown point, became deep and hoarse, each word rolling with emotion.

Scarlett Yates was stunned.

How could he be so shameless?

Did she really seem so desperate for love?

Even if she did need a man’s company, she had never considered seeking Matthew Saxon.

This arrogant and conceited man, even if she fell in love with a pig, she couldn’t possibly love him!

Her heart filled with anger, and she fell for Matthew Saxon’s ploy, biting her lip and lifting her chin, glaring as she spoke, “If we’re going back, we’re going back, who’s afraid of whom p>

The fish finally took the bait, and Matthew Saxon happily curved his lips, chuckling softly, “Now, are you not afraid that I’ll devour you p>

He truly wanted to swallow her whole.

Though this fruit was a bit too green, unlike those fully ripe and sweet ones, he had never liked anything overly sweet, as it quickly became cloying.

Her kind of tart yet sweet little fruit was more suited to his taste.

Only now was not the right time, and the opportunity wasn’t ripe, even if he had such thoughts, he couldn’t act on them immediately.

Dealing with a woman like Scarlett Yates, being too impatient would scare her away; a gentle approach might be the best method.

But as soon as this thought crossed his mind, he was secretly taken aback.

Had he just… developed an interest in this little woman in front of him?

After a split second of surprise, Matthew Saxon quickly regained his composure.

He admitted that Scarlett Yates was the first woman to pique his interest, but it all boiled down to her disdain and resistance toward him.

Every woman before him was endlessly compliant and tender like water.

Only she defied putting him in her eyes, disregarding his charm.

The less she cared about him, the more he wanted to make this woman fall for him.

This was merely a sense of unwillingness, unrelated to anything else.

Once she truly fell in love with him, this interest would vanish.

Gazing at the charming and lovely face before him, Matthew Saxon furrowed his brows and hesitated for a moment.

Should he play a game with her?

A virtuous woman like her was one he most disliked provoking, once entangled, getting rid of her would be a challenge.

But she truly did stir his interest and desire for conquest; if he let her slip away like this, what a waste that would be.

The prey was right in front, yet he was only able to watch longingly, how excruciating that must be.

At this moment, Scarlett Yates was completely unaware that she had already been targeted by a cunning and detestable “fox p>

Moreover, the other was contemplating playing a “beginning without ending” game.

However, many, many years later, whenever Matthew Saxon recalled the decision he made this night, he would respond with a self-deprecating laugh.

He had overestimated himself, underestimated her, and even more underestimated something called emotions.