Hey, she’s feeding him, isn’t she?
She never doubted that Matthew Saxon could stage a kissing scene in broad daylight.
After all, soone like him, used to doing whatever he pleases, never cares about others’ glances, and he’s thick-skinned enough to do anything.
But she, she’s shy!
She doesn’t want to perform a kissing scene in front of so many people.
So, she’s completely under Matthew Saxon’s control.
He always knows how to make her obedient.
Even with her face flushed, Scarlett Yates still mustered the courage to feed Matthew Saxon.
Matthew cooperatively ate, but as he ate his porridge, his eyes remained fixed on Scarlett Yates, like she was an appetizing dish.
In the seat behind them sat two won.
Those two won had been watching Matthew Saxon and Scarlett Yates since they entered the shop.
It’s unclear what was going through their minds, but after quietly observing for a while, they started gossiping.
It was gossip, but not quietly.
Others might whisper to avoid being overheard by the subjects, and although they tried to keep their voices low, it was still loud enough for Scarlett Yates to hear clearly.
"What’s with this? Feeding each other while eating, as if they’re afraid others might not know how much in love they are?"
"Hmph, showing off love, it’ll end fast. I bet a coin that even if they get married, they’ll divorce soon."
"Oh dear, marriages where the families don’t match won’t last. After all, the disparity in status is too big. Together out of novelty and passion, once that’s gone, it’s over."
"Right, the story of Cinderella and the Prince only exists in fairy tales. In real life, how many Cinderellas and Princes end up living happily ever after?"
"Hmph, it would be better if they divorced. Young Master Saxon, being so exceptional, was never ant for an ordinary woman. I heard his previous fiancée was a true Simmons Family heiress, beautiful and smart."
"What a pity, truly a pity, a fresh flower stuck in cow dung."
Upon hearing this last sentence, a few black lines appeared on Scarlett Yates’s forehead.
Fresh flower in cow dung, in these two won’s eyes, she must be that pile of cow dung?
Being called cow dung, Scarlett Yates didn’t feel angry.
Such remarks are probably what most won think, and these two won were just voicing what most people thought.
When a sparrow becos a phoenix, people have only envy, jealousy, and resentnt left.
Since they don’t have the sa luck, while being envious, they must belittle this sparrow to feel a bit better inside.
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After eating, Matthew Saxon suggested going to the movies.
He took out his phone and scrolled for a while. Finally, he pointed to a new blockbuster and said, "Let’s watch this one; the reviews seem good. What do you think?"
Scarlett Yates nodded and said okay.
She didn’t appear very interested, looking a bit distracted.
The conversation between those two won had affected her sowhat.
She could ignore being called cow dung, but so words were hard to brush off entirely.
For instance, remarks about how marriages without matching backgrounds don’t last, or Cinderella and Prince stories only exist in fairy tales.
In real life, Cinderellas are indeed rare, but they’re not nonexistent.
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