<h4>Chapter 190: Chapter 190: The Jar of Jealousy Is About to Tip Over</h4>


    He was actuallyughing, a low chuckle escaping his throat, and the expression on his face was surprisingly joyful.


    Scarlett looked at him incredulously, "What are youughing at?"


    Matthew Saxon said nothing, just ruffled her already messy hair again, his deep,zy voice softer than usual, "Hmm, sneaking around isn’t good, so I sent her back."


    "Ah?"


    He watched her dumbfounded look, his gaze softening, and whispered in her ear, "Scarlett, no one is upying our room now, so you can go back and have a good sleep."


    This perfectly normal sentence, said in such a flippant tone from his mouth, didn’t sound like its surface meaning at all. No matter how you hear it, it doesn’t seem like a kind word.


    Scarlett’s face turned as red as a sunset, flushed to the extreme.


    This... this shameless bastard, he did it on purpose!


    Deliberately saying things in such a frivolous manner.


    "After causing a ruckus for most of the night, I’m tired too. In the future, don’t run out in the middle of the night, you silly woman. Do you think this ind is that safe?"


    Was this him caring about her?


    Scarlett suddenly looked up, not even thinking about what to say, her mouth already spouting, "If it weren’t for someone being afraid of thunder, running to others’ rooms in the middle of the night crying and refusing to leave, I’d have no interest ining out at night to catch cold winds."


    Matthew Saxon gave a slight smile, his lips moving, "Are you talking about Alice?"


    Hearing this name, Scarlett snorted indignantly, "Not at all, how would I dare talk about the Young Master’s sweetie."


    She said she didn’t dare, but her eyes were full of disdain, her lips curled high, her angry look exceptionally adorable.


    Especially that puffed-up little face, like a steamed bun.


    Matthew Saxon couldn’t help but pinch it, bursting intoughter, "Such a sour taste, this vinegar jar is about to tip over."


    "Young Master’s nose must have a problem. Where’s this sour smell? When we go back, you should have it checked at the ENT department."


    "Isn’t the sournessing from your hateful little mouth?" She was indeed sharp-tongued, so he couldn’t help but lean down and give her a nibble.


    "Young Master, what are you doing?"


    She red at him, somewhat annoyed, "If Young Master continues to be so handsy, I’ll just..."


    Matthew Saxon raised an eyebrow,ughed, "And what will you do?"


    With a shameless look of ’bring it on,’ his long, beautiful fingers moved to her chin, pinched lightly, lifting her face up.


    Those long, enchanting peach blossom eyes looked deeply into hers, smiling devilishly, "Like you did before, make a scene for everyone to see?"


    "Or to guard your own purity and reputation, resist until the end?"


    Scarlett frowned tightly, "Young Master, please be serious, I am not joking with you."


    The excessively handsome face in front of her wore an extremely annoying smile, "Scarlett, are you resisting my advances because you’re afraid you’ll fall for me?"


    "You, you stop talking nonsense!"


    Scarlett was so angry she could explode.


    Talk about twisting the facts, she had seen it all.


    Clearly, it was him acting the rogue, constantly taking advantage of her, and now it turned out to be her being nervous and scared. Is there anyone more unreasonable than him in the world?


    But... but...


    If she really wasn’t afraid of his approach, then why was her heart beating so irregrly at this moment?


    Being stared at by those seductive peach blossom eyes, why did her face blush, her heart race, and she be so flustered and at a loss?