Macy tried to ask her about it. “You don’t want to marry my brother?”Scarlett was afraid Dylan would get upset if Macy brought it up with him, so she gave a reflexive response. “That’s not true. Who said so? Dylan's a nice guy.”It was indeed the truth. Dylan was a nice guy. What was not to like? He had a good personality, was good-looking, didn’t have a temper, and many other great things. If there was a reason why they shouldn’t get married, it was because she wasn’t good enough for him. “I’ve told you before, it’s not love when you feel moved. You should think it over sometime. If you decide carelessly, you'll ruin not only your future but Dylan’s future as well. I think having mutual love and affection would be the best. You might think you’ll fall in love with my brother later, but nobody can be certain of the future. I hope you’ll end up with him too, but I'm against it if you don’t love him. I don’t wish for you both to end up unhappy. What’s the point if you’ll just be cor
“Sigh, why did I make my life a mess?” Scarlett wondered. She laid on the couch for another half an hour, letting her food almost digest completely, before going back to her room. Macy had also just finished showering and changed into the Mickey Mouse pajamas Lucas bought her, looking extremely cute. She had perfectly proportioned features, an attractive face shape, thick, wavy hair that cascaded down her back in a naturally seductive manner, and long limbs that accentuated her height. It was hard to imagine that a stunning woman like Macy had been abandoned, and Scarlett had never believed it. It was hard to find anyone as naturally beautiful as her. Even women with plastic surgery didn’t look as good as she did. That guy clearly didn’t know how lucky he was. Scarlett took in Macy's desirable appearance. “Wait for me obediently in bed. I’ll be pouncing on you after I’m done showering.”Macy raised an eyebrow. “I think I’ll be the one doing the pouncing, Scarlett.”“
Scarlett amusedly grabbed her phone and noticed it was an unknown number. She knew Macy wouldn't invade her privacy and didn’t say anything more. She called the number back, and after a few rings, somebody answered. She asked politely, “Hello, who's this?” “Who do you think?” The person on the other line was obviously angry. She immediately knew it was Jonathan, and he seemed to be in a sour mood. She raised her brows. “Wow, how did you get my number? And why do you sound like that? Did you call just to get angry at me? I don’t think I offended you.” She disregarded his anger and continued to provoke him. There finally came a day when she could attack him back. “Scarlett Langston!” Jonathan hissed through his teeth. “Here!” Scarlett answered promptly and loudly, like a student being called out in class. “What are you doing?” His voice was still cold. “I just finished showering; why? If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up.” “Can’t I just call?” His response cleanly overt
“A pervert? She could speak to a pervert on the phone for so long, not warn them using some harassment law she knew, and even childishly provoke them?” Macy mused silently. She was impressed that Scarlett had managed to keep the conversation going for so long. Usually, with strangers, she would hang up in one or two sentences. Macy wasn't that naive, and it was the first time she’d actually wanted to dig into someone else’s private matters. “Mmhm, and?”“And? And what?” Scarlett played dumb.“You spoke to a pervert for that long? You didn’t sound like you hated them either.” Macy voiced her doubts. It was Scarlett's turn to be doubtful. “You were never this nosy before. Who's been teaching you lately?”“Hey, how dare you call me nosy?” As Macy said that, a pillow went flying out of her hand. The pillow just so happened to go in the direction of Scarlett’s face. Her first instinct was to cover her face with her hands, but since the pillow flew faster, her hand ended up on the p
As she went closer to have a look, she saw a photo of herself looking viciously at the camera and was exasperated. “Macy, how could you take such an ugly photo of me?”Macy wanted to slap her to death. “That’s not the point! Look at the comments.”“Wow, she looks so young. Mother of a six-year-old? That can’t be right.”“She’s so cute! Mother of a six-year-old? Macy, you’re joking, right?”“How's that possible? A mother of a six-year-old? She looks younger than me.”All of the comments mentioned "mother of a six-year-old" with disbelief. As Scarlett read them, she got more excited. “What? I really am the mother of a six-year-old. I’m old!”Macy felt helpless and muttered to herself. “They're praising you for looking young; what more do you want? Do you want them to say you’re old instead? You’ll get upset then.” She gave up on Scarlett, replying to a few comments left by her close friends instead. She told Scarlett after she was finished, “Go to sleep already; it’s almost midni
Monica and the tall, handsome man found a table and sat down too. The guy looked upset, like he was embarrassed to be here. If it weren’t for her beauty, he wouldn’t be caught dead here. He badly wanted to escape, and he badly wished he hadn’t recognized her. Both Scarlett and Lucas were experts at being oblivious to their surroundings while they ate the cheesecake in front of them without a care in the world, talking about normal things. As they chatted, they gave off such a pleasant feeling that even onlookers thought their cheesecake tasted better.Monica’s table was the only one with a gloomy atmosphere, and they both had expressions that looked like they had just stepped on shit. Lucas thought they were flies. And flies should be happy when they see shit. Their steaming hot cup of coffee and milk tea finally arrived. While the average person would have assumed Scarlett had ordered the coffee, surprisingly, it was Lucas who preferred coffee. Scarlett had ordered the milk tea i
Both Scarlett and Lucas furrowed their brows. "Mommy, why do we always end up the center of attention?" Lucas asked.Scarlett replied smoothly, "That's because you stand out too much. Why don't you dress up as an old man next time?""But I don't have the height. Even if an old man was slouched, he wouldn't be as short as I am. I'll stand out more that way. I blame the cat in heat." Lucas couldn't think of a reason, so he pushed the blame.The cat in heat. Lucas' description almost made her spit out her drink. "Baby, you're amazing.""Of course!" Lucas smiled delightedly, beaming at Scarlett."Don't show off too much, child. If the girls come and swarm around you, you won't be able to go home." Scarlett lowered her tone. She'd fallen for her precious son's beaming smile and was worried the other girls would fall for it too.Lucas replied after mulling it over, "But Mommy, it's too late; they saw me. What should we do?""Come on…" Scarlett lowered her head and grumbled silently. S
What right did Scarlett have to be so happy when she was so embarrassed? The person who should be ashamed was clearly Scarlett. "Lucas, are you done? It's about time to go home." Scarlett looked at her watch; it was already past 5 pm. Lucas looked up at Scarlett dazedly, like a large shepherd dog. He looked so pitiful that she almost went up to give him a big kiss. At the same time, the attention surrounding them was giving her goosebumps, so she warned Lucas softly, “Baby, you did it on purpose, didn’t you? Do you really not want us to get home? Are you a peacock? Do you need to constantly show off your beauty like this? I’d still like to get home safely, thank you very much!” The fangirls, who had already calmed down, were now in a frenzy again as they fell for Lucas' adorable demeanor. They looked eager to give him hugs and kisses, while Scarlett could only shake her head in dismay. Suddenly, Lucas asked, "Mommy, how old are you? How did you manage to get cake on you