<h4>Chapter 490: Chapter 490: Wherever He Goes, There Are His Fans</h4>


    They entered the elevator, and when it reached the first floor, it stopped. As the doors opened, several young women stood outside.


    Seeing her and Matthew Saxon inside the elevator, the group froze for a moment, then uniformly turned their gaze towards Matthew Saxon.


    A hushed voice uncertainly asked, "Hey, isn’t that man Matthew Saxon?"


    "He looks quite like him..." another uncertain voice answered.


    "The woman next to him seems like our hospital’s intern nurse, what’s her name again?"


    "I think her name’s Scarlett Yates, yes, that’s it." The group stood outside the elevator whispering among themselves.


    "Ladies, would you like toe in?" Matthew Saxon asked, looking at them expressionlessly, his gaze indifferent.


    "Yes, yes!" As if they suddenly snapped out of it, the three young women blushed and walked in.


    The elevator doors closed.


    The feeling of being intensely stared at and scrutinized became even more evident.


    They stood in one corner, and Scarlett Yates could feel their curious eyes asionally on her back.


    Then, she heard them whispering in the corner, talking excitedly, "That really is Matthew Saxon, he’s so handsome, much more than in the magazines."


    "I can’t believe he came to our dormitory building, I thought someone like him only frequented upscale ces."


    "Quick, quick, let’s snap a few secret photos, this is so exciting..."


    Ding—


    The elevator reached Scarlett Yates’ floor.


    Matthew Saxon expressionlessly took Scarlett Yates’ hand and walked out of the elevator.


    Inside the elevator, the group saw Matthew Saxon holding Scarlett Yates’ hand and let out suppressed squeals of excitement.


    Even as the elevator doors closed again, their squeals continued...


    Outside the room, Matthew Saxon let go of her hand and leaned against the wall with his hands tucked into his pockets, squinting slightly. He now lookedzily at her as she took out her keys to open the door.


    Scarlett Yates opened the door while stealing nces at him, and as she continued to look, her face turned a bit red.


    Matthew Saxon was the first man she had brought to her ce.


    At this hour, she’d brought a man home and others had seen them; she wondered what people would think of her.


    The door opened, and the room was predictably quiet, not a sound to be heard.


    Once inside, Matthew Saxon unceremoniously headed straight toward her bedroom.


    After changing into her slippers, Scarlett Yates looked up to see her bedroom door opened, and his tall figure sprawled across her small bed which was only five feet wide, upying the whole thing.


    Hiszy voice came from the bedroom, tinged with a bit of weariness, "I’m tired, I’ll sleep for a while, call me when dinner is ready."


    Scarlett Yates stood at the entrance, watching his long limbs quietly resting on her bed, a nameless feeling welled up inside her; only now did she truly feel there was another person in her world.


    Everything was different from before.


    The bed was only six feet long, whereas Matthew Saxon’s height was easily six foot two; the slightly curled posture hey in seemed to unfairly constrain him.


    This person was quite something; if he was tired, he should have gone back earlier, but he insisted oning to her little nest to endure difort.


    His own bedroom’s bed was bothrger and wider, offering up endless possibilities of how he could sleep.


    Though she thought this, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she quietly walked over to gently close the bedroom door.