Chapter 1401: Nothing But Heartache

Chapter 1401: Chapter 1401: Nothing But Heartache

Right beneath the Saxon Family’s outer wall, the Young Madam of the Saxon Family had transformed into a homeless wanderer.

Outside, it was pitch black, surrounded by a death-like silence.

Looking around, there wasn’t a single ghostly figure to be seen.

If anyone with ill intentions were to pass by here, it’d be easy for them to succeed.

Matthew Saxon... damn him, he was really so at ease leaving Scarlett alone outside.

He thought that even if Matthew was caught up in his pride and couldn’t let go, he should at least have someone keep an eye on Scarlett Yates.

But no... not a single person was there.

In that dark corner, besides the shivering, pitiful Baby Scarlett, there wasn’t another person.

Heartache... nothing but heartache.

How could that bastard Matthew treat his Baby Scarlett like this?

Wasn’t he previously doting on her to the point of absurdity, seeming to care about her endlessly? How did things come to this now?

"Scarlett, I found you." Knox Simmons hung up the phone, opened the car door, and as soon as he stepped out, he felt the bone-chilling wind.

Inside the car and outside, it was like two different worlds.

He had left in such a hurry, still wearing pajamas, slippers on his feet, hair all messy—a picture of dishevelment.

His slippers slapped against the ground, making an echoing sound.

The sound wasn’t particularly loud or soft, but his footsteps were urgent, as he stepped toward Scarlett Yates.

Scarlett Yates abruptly lifted her head.

She hadn’t even had time to say a word before she was pulled up by a pair of strong arms.

"Scarlett, are you freezing? Poor thing, you being like this is going to break my heart," Knox Simmons, his face full of distress, pulled the cold-covered Scarlett Yates into his arms, holding her tightly.

He felt like he was holding a lump of ice.

The little person in his arms had lost all warmth.

As soon as he got close to her, the cold made him shiver, but his hands stayed firmly clasped around Scarlett Yates’s waist, not loosening at all.

He wished he could merge her into his body, so he could warm her as quickly as possible.

Knox Simmons pulled open his robe a bit, exposed his warm chest, then used the wide robe to wrap her up, trying to use his body heat to warm Scarlett Yates’s frozen body.

Scarlett Yates’s face pressed against his chest.

The lower the outside temperature, the more frozen her cheeks felt.

If it were summer, Knox Simmons would love having this ice-cold human equivalent of air conditioning next to him.

But now it was winter... still the coldest time of the year.

Since childhood, the Young Master of the Simmons Family, pampered by dad, mom, grandpa, and grandma, had never experienced freezing cold, never had his body tremble from the chill like now.

Moreover... the reason he trembled from the cold was because he was willing, and in fact, it was his first time.

But the colder he felt, the more Knox Simmons ached for Scarlett Yates.

He had held her for just a short while and felt cold, then she had squatted outside for so long; wasn’t she even colder?

"Scarlett, let’s get in the car," Knox Simmons, overwhelmed with concern for Scarlett Yates, touched her head, then kissed her forehead, held her tighter, gathered her up in his embrace and turned around.

Scarlett Yates obediently let him hold her, emitting a gentle sound of agreement from her nose: "Hmm."