Though her head hurt, her neck hurt, her waist hurt, her legs hurt, and her whole body was in unbearable pain, so much pain that her mind was dizzy, Scarlett Yates was still moved by his words. Her face seemed to be scalded by something, and a warm air emerged from her fair skin.
Her cheeks blushed once more.
When did she become his?
At this moment, she couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart.
She had never thought that Matthew Saxon would respond like this.
She had imagined he would say something to comfort her, then let her pretend nothing had happened.
After all, the person who attacked her was Alice Green, the woman he had protected for three years.
Her heart felt warm, and this warmth spread to every corner of her body. Even though her hands were still cold as if soaked in ice water, the discomfort in her body seemed much more bearable.
"Actually..." she hesitated, looking at him, feeling conflicted inside, struggling with whether to tell him the truth.
