She was taken aback, lifted her head, and saw that the chicken leg was pinched in Matthew Saxon’s hand. He held it up and waved it in front of her, his thin lips curving into an enticing arc, his voice deep and gentle: "Is it tasty?"
Scarlett Yates was taken aback again, a little at a loss, but she honestly nodded: "Tasty."
Matthew Saxon lowered his gaze with his electrifying Peach Blossom Eyes, nodded, and said, "It does look quite good. Let try it too."
"What? Hey, that’s my..."
The bitten part still had traces of her saliva...
Before she could finish her sentence, Matthew Saxon took a bite right from the spot she had just nibbled on.
"Hmm, the taste is indeed good." Matthew Saxon’s eyes fixed steadily on her as he spoke, and then he slowly swallowed.
Scarlett Yates’ heart started to flutter uncontrollably again.
She felt a sense of frustration and disappointnt with herself, wondering why she was always so easily influenced by Matthew Saxon.
With just a look or a word from him, she was left flustered and unsure.
--
The al, full of affection, took an hour to finish.
After eating, Matthew Saxon said he wanted to go to the civil affairs bureau and made a call to George in advance to arrange it.
Even though it was just to get a marriage certificate, there wasn’t much to arrange. Scarlett Yates reckoned that Matthew Saxon’s so-called arrangent was to avoid going when there were too many people.
He was a public figure after all, and taking her there openly would most likely attract attention.
On this point, Scarlett Yates shared his understanding.
Getting married was a very private affair; she didn’t want to be watched as if it were a scene from a play.
Although everyone would know on the wedding day, having a mont of peace was still a blessing.
"Matthew Saxon, are we really going to get the certificate today?" Scarlett Yates was still a bit dazed as they were about to leave.
Getting the marriage certificate would make them officially a couple.
Those two thin booklets carried extraordinary significance.
Scarlett Yates liked Matthew Saxon and was willing to marry him, but when it actually ca ti to get the marriage certificate, she hesitated a bit.
She wasn’t entirely confident in her future married life.
Could she truly play the role of a good wife after marriage?
This ant that from now on, she wouldn’t be alone; her life would include another person, sharing all future days with them.
Sharing joys, sorrows, sweetness, bitterness, sadness, pain, and happiness together.
They would also shoulder many responsibilities together.
Scarlett Yates kept asking herself in her heart, was she really prepared?
Seeing her confusion and doubt, Matthew Saxon decided to reassure her, pondering briefly before softly asking: "Scarlett, are you worried you won’t adapt to life after marriage?"
His eyes had always been so discerning, seeing through her thoughts at a glance.
In front of him, Scarlett Yates couldn’t hide anything. Nodding, she said, "Matthew Saxon, I might not be a good wife. I know most n like gentle, virtuous, and obedient won, but I..."
"But you’re neither gentle nor virtuous, nor obedient at all. You’re not one of those so-called traditional good won, so you can’t be a traditional good wife either?" Matthew Saxon finished her unfinished sentence for her.
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