Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 831: Had a Nightmare?
"Had a nightmare?" A hand reached for her forehead, wiping away the cold sweat.
Scarlett Yates was still a bit dazed. She opened her eyes to see Matthew Saxon’s face, froze for a moment, and then dove into his arms, holding him tightly.
"What’s wrong?" It’s not every morning that he receives such a spontaneous embrace. Even though he was exhausted from a sleepless night, it seemed worth it.
He hoped for such a warm welcome every day.
Scarlett didn’t speak; she just held him tightly.
Who knows what she dreamed about to be so scared, even after waking up, her body was still shaking. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
"No matter how terrifying the nightmare, it’s just a dream. Everything in dreams is fake, so what’s there to fear?" Matthew gently patted her back to soothe her until Scarlett’s body stopped trembling and her emotions gradually stabilized. Then he ruffled her hair and asked with a smile, "What did you dream about that scared you so much?"
Thankfully, it was just a dream.
Scarlett released the tight grip she had around his waist.
Waking up to see his face and then recalling everything in the dream made her a bit impulsive.
As she slowly regained her composure, she coughed awkwardly twice, "It’s nothing, I just dreamed there were lots of ghosts in the room."
Matthew chuckled without much thought, "Oh? Didn’t you dream that you turned into a ghost yourself?"
He was teasing her about what she said last night.
Scarlett coughed twice again, rubbed her eyes, and smiled sheepishly, "Do you think they don’t intend to kill us?"
After all, a whole night had passed, and not a single hair on her head was harmed.
After sleeping for a while, although Scarlett still felt a bit scared, she was in a much better state than last night.
She was always preoccupied with this, worried about whether she would die both before closing her eyes and after opening them.
This fear of death was both amusing and cute.
Matthew smirked, "Who says getting kidnapped means you’ll die for sure? It’s just your overactive imagination."
Scarlett was perplexed, "They’re not after money, and they don’t want our lives. What exactly do they want?"
Not taking lives? That’s just for now.
Once everything settles, the first thing to eliminate would be him as a major threat.
But Matthew didn’t tell Scarlett about this.
She was already prone to overthinking. Who knows what she’d imagine after hearing that?
He wasn’t afraid of much; everything was within his plans, though he couldn’t outright tell her.
"Why worry about what they want, as long as no one is after your life. Isn’t that a good thing?"
Of course, it’s great news.
After being on edge for so long, constantly worried about being shot in the head, learning that they didn’t intend to silence them was the best news.
If it weren’t for the unsuitable circumstances, she almost considered setting off firecrackers in celebration.
Relieved that her life was temporarily safe, Scarlett felt a huge sigh of relief and soon turned her attention to other matters.
She suddenly noticed the dark circles under Matthew’s eyes, the bloodshot eyes, and how exhausted he looked.
He seemed like he hadn’t slept all night.
As his fiancée, she naturally had to show some gentle concern, "Did you not sleep well last night?"
She had slept soundly and deeply last night, but right before waking up, she had a nightmare that startled her awake.
Matthew squinted, his phoenix eyes bloodshot, and his hoarse voice carrying a note of fatigue, "The bed is too hard, not used to it."
