Matthew Saxon lazily leaned against the pillows at the head of the bed, half-opening his enchanting eyes to look at her. His naturally alluring Peach Blossom Eyes carried a bewitching aura at any time, "You're a nurse, your job is to take good care of the patient. Surely, you don't expect the patient to do it themselves?"
What he said was both reasonable and justifiable, leaving her truly at a loss for how to refute.
But being looked at so mischievously by those enchanting eyes made her heartbeat instantly abnormal.
She stood by the bedside without moving, just staring blankly at him, not knowing what she was thinking.
Matthew Saxon suddenly gave a wicked smile, "What, are you afraid?"
"Who, who says I'm not afraid!" Scarlett Yates was provoked by him, her body bent as her hand reached for his shirt buttons.
Her burning fingers pressed down, only to feel the cool, chilling sensation of the buttons on his shirt.