<h4>Chapter 194: Chapter 194: We Leave Each Other Alone</h4>


    Instinctively wanting to reach out, remembering her words of resistance, his already extended hand clenched into a fist and slowly retracted.


    With a cold expression, he stood in ce for a moment, silently making a determination toward her increasingly distant back.


    Scarlett Yates, you’d better pray that your heart is strong and resolute enough, or else, I’ll make you fall in love with me. When that dayes, see how I deal with you!


    Their figures entered the elevator one after the other.


    As the elevator doors just closed, someone emerged from the corridor nearby.


    In the man’s sharp and shrewd ck eyes shed a cold glint, gazing at the gradually ascending elevator, he lowly sneered, "No one can stop the Dales n from winning the bid, not even the Saxon Family!"


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    In the spacious bedroom, there was only one bed.


    Although the bed wasrge enough to fit four or five people without any problem.


    Scarlett Yates stared at the huge bed, and then looked at a certain man who followed her in, firmly expressing her stance, "Young Master, I am not going to share a bed with you."


    There was only one bed, but there were two of them.


    She had to immediately rify her position to avoid any inappropriate thoughts that might arise in his mind.


    Who knows what this sly and wicked man, as cunning as a fox, is nning.


    Being in bed with him would be like amb entering a tiger’s den, with the constant danger of being devoured by him at any moment.


    Moreover, it’s the kind of devouring where not even the bones are left behind.


    "Of course, you won’t be sharing a bed with me."


    Matthew Saxon walked straight to the bed, casually reclined onto it, crossed his hands behind his head, and with eyes half-closed, said, "There’s a sofa outside, you can sleep there from now on."


    "Young Master, you as a man, have the nerve to make a girl sleep on the sofa?" Scarlett Yates, although she expected someone like Matthew Saxon wouldn’t possess any gentlemanly demeanor, still found his audacity in instructing her to sleep on the sofa surprisingly shameless.


    At least, even if he feigned gentlemanliness, he should have suggested himself to sleep on the sofa.


    Matthew Saxon didn’t even lift an eyelid, his long legs casually crossed, his voicezily filled with weariness, "Either share the bedroom with me or sleep on the sofa outside, your choice."


    His words were clear and concise, with no extra chatter.


    "I’ll sleep on the sofa then." Scarlett Yates made her decision instantly, without any hesitation.


    Although it seemed she had two options, for Scarlett Yates, the first choice was outright ignorable.


    She definitely didn’t want to end up unknowingly gettingpletely devoured.


    Guard against fire, theft, and wolves, especially against wolves as dangerous as Matthew Saxon.


    In fact, the living room sofa wasn’t too small.


    Considering her height and figure, the sofa was sufficiently wide and long, sleeping on it wouldn’t make her ufortable.


    Though lying on the big bed would be morefortable, who told her therey a malicious wolf on that soft, cozy bed.


    Scarlett Yates dared not be alone with Matthew Saxon for too long, before leaving, she couldn’t help but feel uneasy at heart, so she spoke up to the person lying motionlessly on the bed, "Young Master, let’s agree now, the bedroom is yours, the living room is mine, we won’t meddle with each other’s space. Young Master, what do you think?"


    The person on the bed seemed asleep, quietly and without a sound for a long while.


    Scarlett Yates furrowed her brows and softly called out, "Young Master?"