<h4>Chapter 373: Chapter 373: A Very Scary, Very Scary Person</h4>


    "I will do what I say. If you don’t believe me, just keep sleeping."


    He also said many other threatening words.


    But this time, Scarlett Yates no longer listened to him.


    She remained unconscious, not even her eyelids moved.


    In her daze, she heard a voice faintly.


    A voice she had longed to hear for a very long time, a voice that appeared many times in her hallucinations and dreams, yet always vanished without a trace when she awoke.


    Upon hearing this voice again, Scarlett no longer felt the initial ecstatic joy.


    She thought, this must be another of her hallucinations.


    Once she opened her eyes, these illusions would disappearpletely, plunging her into a deeper and more hopeless despair.


    She was already tired.


    Time and again igniting hope, only to face disappointment and despair over and over again, truly exhausting.


    So she continued to sleep deeply.


    He’s noting back, so why should she cling bitterly to an impossible dream?


    She no longer wished to face the pain and despair of false hopes.


    So, it’s best to continue sleeping forever, never waking again, avoiding fear, despair, and pain.


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    Scarlett slept for three days and nights without waking.


    She had no idea how many people were busy because of her during those three days and nights, nor how many people were implicated because of her.


    These days, Matthew Saxon seemed to have be a different person.


    He turned into a very frightening person.


    Although he wasn’t usually a gentle or personable man, he wasn’t someone to make people quake with fear at a nce, nor would he lose his temper over minor issues.


    Everyone who interacted with him these days was on edge, nervous, not daring to breathe loudly in his presence, and every word spoken was cautious and careful, fearful of identally angering Second Young Master Saxon and meeting a grim fate.


    "You go."


    "No, you go."


    "I... I’m afraid, I’m timid, you go instead."


    "I’m also scared, you know I’m usually tongue-tied, if I identally say the wrong thing, I won’t be able to stay here anymore."


    "Wah, why has Young Master be so scary now? His cold demeanor looks like he’s ready to eat someone, it’s terrifying."


    "Yeah, haven’t you noticed how oppressive the atmosphere has beentely? You can’t even hearughter anymore. Young Master used to be so gentle with us, now he’s be so fierce. Does he really like Miss Yates that much? For her, he’s not eating or sleeping well these days, he looks so haggard, it’s heartbreaking."


    "This is the first time I’ve seen Young Master so emaciated and despondent over a woman. Seems like he’s truly moved this time, but I don’t think the Old Master likes Miss Yates much."


    "Exactly, everyone knows the Old Master favors Miss Pearl Simmons. In terms of background, looks, temperament, education, and talent, Miss Pearl Simmons excels in every aspect, far surpassing Miss Yates."


    "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. No matter how outstanding Miss Pearl Simmons may be, if the Young Master doesn’t favor her, what good is it? No matter how powerful or overbearing the Old Master is, he can’t force the Young Master to marry her."