Chapter 1378: I Believe the Young Master Wouldn’t Act Recklessly
The Young Master of her family, with that appearance and status, has countless women wanting to climb into his bed. Nowadays, shameless women are everywhere. Is the Young Madam not at all worried or nervous?
Even she feels a sense of crisis.
"You don’t need to say anymore."
Scarlett interrupted her, not harshly but firmly refusing to listen further: "I won’t meddle in his affairs. He can go wherever he likes. You don’t need to tell me specifically anymore."
Olly widened her eyes, wearing a puzzled expression: "Young Madam, you... you’re not afraid that Young Master will be seduced by other women?"
She actually wanted to say that the Young Master has always been in high demand.
With just that face, even if he weren’t the Saxon Family’s Young Master but just a common person, countless women would be mad for him.
"As I said before, his heart is his own. Who he likes or doesn’t like is beyond my control."
"Olly, I know you mean well, but feelings can’t be forced. You don’t need to worry about me."
Olly fell silent.
After a moment, she slowly said: "Alright, Young Madam, although I don’t quite understand, what you said seems to make sense."
"I believe Young Master wouldn’t act recklessly. The person he likes is the Young Madam; other women can’t catch his eye."
At this moment, listening to Olly’s kind comfort, Scarlett found herself somewhat unsure.
The current Matthew Saxon, she really has no grasp on him.
If Matthew Saxon truly cheated, if someone really climbed into his bed...
What would she do?
Even though they’ve agreed not to interfere in each other’s lives, if he truly betrayed her emotionally, could she remain indifferent?
Of course not.
No matter how calmly and beautifully she spoke back then, such a thing would be entirely intolerable for her.
Even if he had amnesia, it wouldn’t be a reasonable excuse for infidelity.
The more she thought about it, the more restless she became. Initially, she just lacked appetite, but now she truly had no desire to eat.
She put the stirred congee back, speaking listlessly, eyes closed and slumping onto the cushion: "Take it away, I don’t want to eat."
"Young Madam, you’ve just recovered from a fever; your body is weak. You should eat a bit. Otherwise, how will you have energy? These are very mild dishes, perfect for unwell individuals."
Scarlett shook her head: "I have no appetite and I’m not very hungry now. I’ll tell you when I am."
"Then... I’ll step out for now. Young Madam, rest well and let me know if you need anything."
Olly didn’t try to persuade her further.
She actually regretted it somewhat.
If she had known, she would have let the Young Madam finish eating before mentioning the Young Master’s affairs.
Now... no matter how indifferent she pretends to be, after hearing about the Young Master not returning home, she must be feeling very sad inside.
She and the Young Master are alike.
Clearly they care deeply, yet neither is willing to show their feelings to the other, bottling it up and enduring. In the end, isn’t it just themselves who suffer?
Emotions... really seem to be quite complex.
Can’t they just honestly let each other know their intentions? This guessing and hiding, even as an outsider, she feels exhausted watching.
--
Midnight.
Scarlett was awakened by hunger.