Chapter 1508: Still Doesn’t Know How to Behave

Chapter 1508: Chapter 1508: Still Doesn’t Know How to Behave

Probably worried that he might suddenly become interested in some way again, Scarlett Yates pretended to be asleep before Matthew Saxon came out.

At first, she was pretending, but after waiting for a long time without Matthew coming out, as she continued pretending, she actually started to feel sleepy.

When she heard the bathroom door open, Scarlett was already in a state of half-awake, half-asleep.

In a daze, she heard Matthew’s footsteps getting closer. When he reached the bed, he seemed to lower his head and stare at her for a moment, then he laughed softly.

After a while, he lifted the covers.

Hmm—

She immediately felt a rush of cold air pressing against her back.

After taking a cold shower for half an hour, Matthew’s skin was still emitting a chill. In the warmth of the bed, as soon as he got close to Scarlett, she felt it right away.

Her body shivered. Though drowsy, she knew to avoid him, inching forward to get away from that coldness, a little further, a little further...

But the further she moved forward, the closer that cold presence followed her.

She frowned with dissatisfaction and muttered softly, "Cold."

Matthew stretched out his long arm and pulled her curled-up body into his embrace. After a low laugh, he turned her over to face him, rubbing his chin against her head and gently saying, "Scarlett, I’m cold too, help warm me up, would you?"

If it wasn’t for her, why would he take a cold shower?

In the dead of winter, he definitely wasn’t in the habit of self-torture.

Scarlett didn’t comply, starting to struggle in his arms.

She was already half-asleep, and didn’t use much strength, squirming like a bug in his arms for a bit. Realizing she couldn’t break free, she gave up on wasting energy, curled her body even tighter, and resignedly rested in his embrace.

With the warmth exchanged between their bodies, soon, Matthew’s body became warm.

A comfortable sigh escaped Scarlett’s lips, and she nuzzled her head against his chest, lifting her arms to embrace him.

By that time, she had already fallen asleep.

It was just that in her sleep, she smelled a familiar scent and felt a subconscious urge to get closer.

As Scarlett nudged him twice, Matthew felt a suppressed urge stirring again. He pressed his lips tightly together and lightly slapped her rear, saying somewhat resentfully, "Silly girl, you’re still not behaving. Do you want me to take another cold shower? Believe it or not, next time I’ll take you with me. See if you dare to tease me again."

Even in her sleep, she was restless and had to trouble him.

That slap was, of course, light, like a tickle.

After finding a comfortable position in his arms, Scarlett became obedient, lying still without wriggling like a bug anymore.

The lights in the room turned off.

In the darkness, Matthew tightened his hold on the young woman in his arms, reached out to stroke her head, and lowered his head to kiss her forehead: "Scarlett, I’m sorry for making you suffer during this period."

He knew she couldn’t hear him, but he still spoke softly, "Thank you for staying by my side and not giving up on me."

"Actually, I’ve thought of many ways to apologize, but now that you’re asleep, I’ll say it tomorrow."

"Scarlett, goodnight."

He owed her an apology, and how could he not know that?