Women, aside from having minds that are hard to grasp, also have poor memory in certain aspects.
"Tender love and care?" Matthew Saxon chuckled softly, lowered his head, and rubbed his forehead gently against her cheek. "There is only one woman I can give my tender love and care to. You've already filled my heart completely; how can I have any room left to focus on anyone else?"
Though it was sweet talk, it made her heart feel like pink bubbles were bursting with happiness.
After being a bit sentimental, Scarlett Yates didn't want to turn herself into an unreasonable woman. She lifted her head slightly and saw Matthew Saxon's handsome, yet exhausted face. She felt a pang of heartache and touched his pale face with her hand. "You're very tired, aren't you? I won't bother you anymore, you should go to sleep."
