She didn't even dare to meet his gaze for too long.
His eyes seemed able to see through everything, and an inexplicable fear and panic stirred in her heart.
Afraid that he really saw through her, and discovered the secret buried deep within her heart.
"Since you're not scared, then why won't you dare to go back with me?"
He lightly brushed away the hair covering her eyes, a rare gentle gesture, "Scarlett Yates, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid I'll take advantage, or afraid that you won't be able to resist taking action against me?"
"I'm not afraid of being taken advantage of, so what are you afraid of?"
Matthew Saxon's voice, at some unknown point, became deep and hoarse, each word rolling with emotion.
Scarlett Yates was stunned.
How could he be so shameless?
Did she really seem so desperate for love?
Even if she did need a man's company, she had never considered seeking Matthew Saxon.
