<h4>Chapter 192: Chapter 192: Scarlett, You’ve Changed</h4>


    His conceit and pride made him arrogant enough to think he could control emotions at will, but he forgot a crucial point: the most uncontroble thing in this world is the human heart.


    He lowered his head with a smile, his long Peach Blossom Eyes seemingly shimmering with a thousand lights, making Scarlett Yates’s little heart tremble twice.


    This damn man must have been a fox spirit in hisst life!


    Otherwise, how could he have such captivating Peach Blossom Eyes!


    Scarlett Yates, while she was still rational enough and notpletely dazzled, stretched out a hand, forming a fist, and waved it at him threateningly, "Young Master, if you can’t keep your mouth shut, I’ll knock your teeth out one by one. Without teeth, how would you eat?"


    As if worried Matthew Saxon wouldn’t believe her, she widened her eyes even more and put on an even more ferocious expression, "I’m not joking, so Young Master, please behave yourself, so we can have a more pleasant time together for the rest of the duration."


    "Oh."


    Matthew Saxon nced at her waving little fist, then at her eyes as big as cow bells, with a smile and responded nonchntly.


    Then, he tightened his grip on her small hand.


    This, this was simply challenging her authority!


    Scarlett Yates was enraged, "Young Master, didn’t you hear what I was saying?"


    "Yes, I heard."


    Matthew Saxon continued holding her small hand, the soft and resilient little palm felt exceptionally good.


    Scarlett Yates had a few ck lines on her forehead, her mouth twitching as she said, "Young Master, you should let go."


    Actually, it didn’t feel bad to have her hand held by him like this.


    She didn’t dislike it, nor did she resist, she was just afraid...


    Afraid that she would get more used to such intimate contact, and afraid that she would lose her heart in this false tenderness.


    "Okay." Matthew Saxon agreed with a smile.


    But...


    A momentter...


    Scarlett Yates looked down at her hand still held by him, feeling very conflicted, "Young Master, you just agreed with me, can you please let go?"


    He said he would, yet still held her hand, what did he mean!


    Matthew Saxon sighed lightly, his tone helpless, "I don’t know what’s wrong with this hand either, suddenly it’s not obeying me. It might get better in a moment, but right now I can’t do anything about it."


    "Scarlett, you’ve changed."


    Before Scarlett Yates could say a word, Matthew Saxon suddenly stopped walking, lowered his head, frowned slightly, and looked at her with unclear eyes.


    He gave Scarlett Yates no chance to speak, "When we were at the Saxon Family, I often held your hand like this, and you didn’t resist. Why such a strong reaction now?"


    Scarlett Yates was taken aback, "I..."


    Matthew Saxon’s expression became serious, "Have you really fallen in love with me?"


    Scarlett Yates’s face changed immediately, "I haven’t!"


    He looked at her full of suspicion, his eyes fixed on her, "If you’re not feeling guilty, why are you resisting such a simple hand-hold so fiercely?"


    "I..." Scarlett Yates was bombarded by just a few words from him, and really felt a sense of guilt.


    She thought it over carefully.


    Back at the Saxon Family, it was true Matthew Saxon often did such things to her.


    Back then, although she was not quite used to it, she didn’t resist so fiercely either.