His gaze seemed to be contagious.
Scarlett Yates suddenly quieted down.
"What else do you want to say?" She had made up her mind and wouldn't change it, no matter what he was going to say next.
"That day when I found you on the island, you were lying lifeless in the rain, like you could disappear at any moment. Later, you gradually recovered. During that short time, I figured out some things." He didn't intend to tell her so soon, but since she planned to leave him, if he didn't speak up, as Pearl Simmons said, she would really run away.
This cowardly, overthinking woman really gave him a headache.
"What... did you figure out?" Scarlett felt a bit dizzy, and her voice trembled, as Matthew Saxon's gaze suddenly became so gentle.
"I can't guess."
"I could give you some hints."
"I don't want to guess."
"Like maybe I've fallen for you."
"You... what did you say?"
"Are my words that hard to understand?"
She stared at him blankly, too shocked, her mouth slightly open.
