No one else has ever treated anyone so humbly.
The changes were only because he cared inside.
Cared a lot, really a lot.
"You need to rest now." Scarlett didn't explain much, seeing his anxious face flush red. Thinking her attitude earlier was a bit too indifferent, she softened her voice and said, "I'm not going away for good. Just rest well and cooperate with the doctor's treatment, and I'll come to see you again."
She really should go back.
Although she was in Knox Simmons's ward at the moment, her mind was constantly worrying about Matthew Saxon.
She wondered what he was doing at this moment, whether he was reading a book or asleep.
Seeing that she indeed intended to leave, Knox became more anxious, convinced that she was angry with him and assumed she would never come back to see him again. Recklessly, he lunged at her, holding tightly onto her arm.
Like a koala, he clung to her: "Scarlett, I won't say it anymore, I won't say those things anymore, please don't be angry."
