"Alright, I promise you." Matthew Saxon stood up, walked over to sit beside her, held one of her hands, and said gently, "No matter how busy I get in the future, I won't be so busy that I neglect to take care of myself. Even if not for me, for you, I need to take good care of my health. I've promised you that I'll be with you for a lifetime, and I won't break my word."
In the stillness of the night, under the warm light, the man sitting beside her...
Scarlett Yates felt very comforted.
She extended her other hand to cover Matthew Saxon's hand, bit her lip, and said, "You have to fulfill the promises you made to me. No matter what, you must eat three meals a day on time. If you don't, I'll consider you a liar and never believe you again."
Matthew Saxon cupped her face with his hand, leaned closer, and rested his forehead against hers. His throat moved twice, and a low, joyful laugh accompanied by a gentle sigh sounded, "Alright, I'll keep my promise."
"And..."
