<h4>Chapter 181: Chapter 181: There’s Nothing Wrong with Her</h4>


    Scarlett Yates remembered very clearly, in her sophomore year, at the end of the year, there was a marriage alliance party where Rosie Wood publicly announced her love for Henry Dales, dering that she would marry no one but him in this lifetime.


    This incident spread throughout the entire campus by the next day.


    From then on, anyone in the school who dared to show any liking for Henry Dales would be tormented by Rosie Wood in various ways.


    Although Henry had no reaction to her confession, Rosie Wood had already regarded him as her own property, forbidding anyone from approaching him.


    Therefore, that night at the Dales Family, if Matthew Saxon hadn’t appeared, the embarrassment and humiliation brought by Rosie Wood would have been much more than just a little.


    Mentioning Rosie Wood, Henry Dales fell silent.


    Scarlett Yates smiled again, "Senior, how is Senior Sister Wood doing?"


    How could she not be doing well?


    For Rosie Wood, the marriage alliance with the Dales Family had finally fulfilled her wishes, she should be very pleased and proud.


    The smile at the corner of Henry’s lips faded slightly, his voice also dulled, "She’s fine, Scarlett, you go on ahead, I’ll get something to eat."


    He clearly didn’t want to bring up Rosie Wood.


    Scarlett watched his back as he turned and walked away, feeling both bitter and sour inside.


    It was well known in Saint Mercy that Henry Dales didn’t like Rosie Wood.


    The character of Rosie was so spoiled, arrogant, and capricious, always seeking the spotlight,pletely opposite to Henry’s low-key and indifferent nature.


    But what did it matter?


    He ultimately chose Rosie Wood.


    What he needed was a woman who could bring benefit and help to the Dales Family.


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    The rain outside the window was still pouring, showing no sign of stopping.


    Scarlett Yates held a cup of coffee in her hand, sipping it little by little.


    The coffee from the supermarket wouldn’t taste too good, but for someone used to instant coffee, it didn’t taste so bad.


    On the other hand, someone like Henry Dales, a young master born into a wealthy family, ustomed to the best in everything, probably couldn’t get used to this instant taste.


    Several simple snacks were ced on the table.


    In front of Scarlett and Henry each sat a cup of instant noodles, steeping in boiling water, ready to eat in a moment.


    Scarlett was really starving.


    She hadn’t eaten muchst night, then got drunkter and vomited heavily, leaving her stomachpletely empty.


    When you’re hungry, everything seems like a gourmet delight.


    Opening the box, the aroma of food filled her nostrils, and she was so tempted that she dug in and gobbled several bites.


    Henry watched her eating so eagerly, and a smile tugged at his lips, "At times like this, it’s not convenient to wake the hotel chef, today I can only let you suffer and apany me to eat instant noodles."


    Scarlett had already finished half a cup with a whooshing speed, and then she looked up, her delicate face flushed red from the steam.


    A fineyer of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she smiled, "Back in school, I often ate instant noodles, if anyone’s suffering, it’s you, Young Master Dales with your noble family status, you’ve probably never experienced what instant noodles taste like, huh?"


    Even while eating instant noodles, she could make them seem delicious, and anyone dining with her would easily be infected by her enthusiasm.


    As a young master who nevercked gourmet chefs at home, Henry Dales indeed didn’t have many chances to eat such unhealthy food as instant noodles.


    But out of curiosity, he had tried them before.


    However, the extremely picky Young Master Dales, after tasting it once, refused to ever eat it a second time.