<h4>Chapter 257: Chapter 257: Should I Go to Eat or Not?</h4>


    His fox-like eyes were too clever, too sly, and too sharp. Under his gaze, she was always anxious and nervous, fearing that her little thoughts might be seen through if she wasn’t careful.


    Should it be said that his eyes were too perceptive, or did he truly possess a superpower that could see through others?


    What she was thinking was spoken directly by him, making Scarlett Yates blush in embarrassment. Yet, she refused to admit it, biting her lip and stubbornly denying, "I’m not as boring as you think."


    "Oh?" Matthew Saxon chuckled, ncing at her again with amused eyes.


    Although he only said one word, it fully expressed the distrust he felt inside.


    Thus, Scarlett’s face turned even redder.


    She felt her face burning hot like fire, a burst of heat rushing to her thin skin, then threads of warmth seeping out from it, scorching her cheeks crimson.


    She was somewhat indignant and bit her lips tightly, ring at him, and said sulkily, "Young Master, do we have to eat or not?"


    "Eat."


    "But before that, there’s something to take care of first. I don’t want to take a little kitten to dinner."


    As soon as the words fell, Matthew Saxon’s fingersnded on her cheek.


    His slender and beautiful fingers were as white as jade, slightly cool at the fingertips, gently stroking her cheek a few times.


    "What are you doing?" Scarlett eximed in surprise.


    Why, out of nowhere, was he suddenly so close?


    At the moment his hand touched her face, she caught a familiar and pleasant scent, lingering between his fingers, almost enchanting.


    Her already burning face turned even redder.


    Blood vessels surfaced on her skin, flushed like the most delicate blooming peach blossoms.


    "Don’t move." Matthew’s other hand hooked under her chin, after wiping her cheeks, gently tapped her nose.


    He wiped whileughing and sighing, "Scarlett Yates, are you grilling food, or grilling yourself?"


    Her cheeks, nose, and forehead were all speckled with ck spots.


    When the charcoal fire burned intensely, ash would drift up, and the sea breeze would blow it onto her face.


    His fragrantly scented hand gently wiped her face, and he was so close that his breath fell on half of her cheek like the breeze just blown over.


    The sea breeze lightly brushed.


    The waves gently rolled, then softly hitting the rocks, making a rustling sound.


    The charcoal fire under the rack flickered like an enchanting, captivating light, illuminating Matthew Saxon’s handsome face.


    His long, nted phoenix eyes were focused, gazing at her face.


    Above was the dark blue night sky, dotted with shimmering stars.


    At this moment, it was as if the fallen starlight from the night sky had all reflected into Matthew Saxon’s eyes.


    His eyes were very bright, reflecting the brilliant starlight, profound like the sea.


    Suddenly, Scarlett felt a little dizzy.


    Her heartbeat was rapid, feeling as if she was about to be swept into the starlight in his eyes and then into the deep sea at the bottom of his eyes.


    Because...


    While he was wiping, Matthew’s hand suddenly stopped.


    The hand holding her chin gently moved, lifting her head slightly.


    Then, his handsome face gradually lowered, inching closer to her.


    His warm breath, mixed with his pleasant scent, surrounded her nose.