<h4>Chapter 175: Chapter 175: I Will Always Guard You</h4>


    As she spoke, her eyes were filled with fear and dread, as if she were very afraid of Scarlett.


    Matthew Saxon didn’t open his mouth to make her stay, nor did he nod in agreement, he simply said thoughtfully, "Aren’t you very afraid of thunder?"


    Alice Green forced a smile, her voice tinged with bitterness, "It’s... it’s okay... I can endure it. This storm should pass soon."


    "If I stay, Miss Yates won’t be happy, so I better not stay and risk annoying anyone here."


    Even Heaven seemed moved by her kindness and consideration; the moment Alice finished speaking, a p of thunder roared, deafening, as if the sky was about to copse.


    Even Scarlett was startled by the thunder, her body involuntarily quivering.


    Actually, she was a little afraid of thunder too.


    "Ah! Thunder, such loud thunder!" As the thunder rolled, Alice shrieked, her face pale, and she threw herself into Matthew’s arms, holding him tightly.


    "Matthew, I’m so scared!" She clung to him like a lifeline, her frail body trembling pathetically in Matthew’s embrace.


    Matthew furrowed his brows and instinctively looked at Scarlett.


    Another sh of lightning illuminated Scarlett’s bright ck eyes, which revealed sarcasm and a cold smile.


    He was taken aback, not knowing why, but he felt a bit guilty and was about to push Alice away.


    Another p of thunder sounded right on time.


    Alice was so frightened that she went pale, screamed, and held him even tighter, wrapping her arms firmly around his waist, determined not to let go.


    Her head rested against Matthew’s chest, tears falling like broken beads, sobbing, "Brother Matthew, I’m really scared, please don’t leave me alone, I beg you, I don’t want to be alone."


    Matthew’s body stiffened, and his face suddenly turned strange – first shocked, then his vibrant eyes lost their luster, bing dim and dull.


    A trace of unspeakable sorrow welled up in his eyes.


    Lightning shed, illuminating his now pale face.


    Scarlett saw it clearly; right after Alice finished her tearful words, Matthew was visibly changed.


    It was the first time she saw such an expression on his face.


    No longer careless, no longer cynical or detached.


    It was an indescribable grief.


    Once seen, it would never be forgotten.


    The eyes that always held amusement and irreverence, the Saxon family’s second young master who always seemed unapproachable and arrogant, now resembled a dimmed pearl, heartbreakingly dull.


    Scarlett could hardly believe her eyes.


    Could Matthew Saxon also have moments of pain and sorrow?


    The hands that were about to push Alice away changed to gently encircle her.


    Matthew lowered his head, gently stroking Alice’s back soothingly, his voice turning so tender, "Don’t be afraid, I won’t leave, I won’t go anywhere, I’ll stay right by your side."


    Alice, her eyes brimming with tears, looked up, seeming afraid he would lie to her, clutched his clothes tightly, eyes full of fear, timidly asked, "Really, you’ll stay with me?"


    Matthew nodded softly, "Yes."


    A joyful smile appeared on Alice’s face, a smile akin to a victor’s, "Then can I stay here for the night?"