Chapter 371
No one dared to ask him another question.
Nor did anyone dare to approach him by a single step.
Even George, followed him at a distance.
The moment when murderous intent flashed in Matthew Saxon’s eyes, George knew that this time the Young Master was absolutely going to go all out.
The person who dared to go against his beloved would certainly meet a very tragic end.
Upon returning to the yacht, Matthew immediately had clean clothes brought over to change Scarlett Yates into.
Anticipating some unpleasant possibilities, he also brought a doctor.
Although the yacht’s equipment wasn’t as complete as a hospital’s, it could still perform basic examinations and treatments.
Under Matthew’s terrifyingly cold gaze, the doctor, trembling with fear, finished examining Scarlett Yates’s injuries and then nervously reported, “Miss Yates’s injuries are quite serious. From her current state, she’s unconscious due to excessive blood loss. The exact condition will need a more thorough examination at the hospital p>
Matthew frowned, turned his head to look at Scarlett’s still pale and bloodless face, and frowned even more deeply, “You just need to tell me, is her life in danger p>
This was the most crucial point and also his greatest concern.
“Miss Yates’s physical condition is relatively stable, there’s no life-threatening danger, she’s just unable to wake up for a while due to excessive blood loss p>
Matthew’s heart suddenly relaxed, nodded, and said, “Alright, you may leave p>
The doctor couldn’t wait to hear these words.
God knows how nervous and scared he was, in this short time, cold sweat had broken out on his back.
Although this second Young Master seemed very calm, as if his emotions hadn’t been affected, anyone who looked into his eyes would be startled.
The room door closed gently.
Even though it was on a yacht, the bedroom on this luxurious yacht was in no way perfunctory.
The spacious and bright room was furnished with luxurious and extravagant facilities.
Scarlett lay on the soft bed, the bedspread beneath her was white, the quilt was white, and the pillows were white as well.
Her face was also white, that kind of pallor that comes after extreme weakness.
If he had been an hour or two late, would she have never been able to open those closed eyes again?
Recalling the moment he found her, he still felt a lingering fear.
But it was also at that moment he realized that his care for her was more than he had imagined.
He hadn’t felt fear in a long time.
The first time he experienced so-called fear was when he was seven years old, the moment Little Tail was swept away by the sea in front of him, when fear came crashing down and overwhelmed him.
That feeling, he would never forget for the rest of his life.
Even though he was only seven at the time, which was over ten years ago, thinking of that little girl who always followed behind him like a tail, clutching his sleeve and softly calling him Brother Matthew, his heart still ached faintly.
Little Tail accompanied him for just two months, but she would forever live in his memory.
At seven years old, he lost the dearest, most cherished Little Tail.
Now, he would not let history repeat itself.
Whether he wanted to admit it or not, this woman named Scarlett Yates already had a different place in his heart.
He began to care about her.
Because of this care that arose at some unknown time, he was so fearful of losing her.