She dared not think further.
Because just imagining the worst outcome would make her heart ache like a knife.
"Really? Will the wedding go on as scheduled?" she bit her lip, her eyes red, choking up as she spoke.
"Yes, it will definitely happen." Matthew Saxon kissed her forehead again, gently ruffling her hair, and gazed deeply into her eyes. "Alright, go with him now."
Scarlett Yates's eyes revealed a reluctant gaze, her eyes red, her dark pupils shimmering with tears, ready to fall. She bit her lip hard, trying her best to hold back, her nose turning red from the effort.
She held his hand tightly, her fingers intertwined with his.
Her worry, fear, and unease were all written on her face.
She had never expressed her feelings so clearly and explicitly in front of him.
Because she was afraid of getting hurt in love, she always hid her true emotions, even when a little bit would slip out occasionally, it was never too much.
