Matthew Saxon held her tightly, lowered his head and kissed her on the corner of her forehead, his voice growing gentler: "Mm, I promise you."

"You said you’d come back unharmed. If I find even a single hair missing, I’ll hold you accountable."

"Mm, I promise you."

"No matter what Alice says or does, you mustn’t soften. She’s done so many excessive things to us. I can’t forgive her, and neither should you."

"Okay."

"When you get there, you must inform me that you’re safe immediately. Call me morning, noon, and night, at least three times a day."

"No problem."

"Also, I’ve heard that the girls over there are very pretty and bold. Even if many women take the initiative to chat or ask you out, you’re not allowed to pay attention to them."

"Okay, I won’t pay attention."

"Even just looking at them twice is not allowed."

"Mm, I won’t look."

"And also..."

--

Coming out of Seymour Tower, it was already dark, and the last streaks of sunset had disappeared.

The streetlights had lit up early.

The street was filled with a constant flow of traffic, dense and crowded because it was peak rush hour. Traffic was moving at a snail’s pace on the street.

The ground was wet, and by evening, a light snow began to fall, melting into water the moment it touched the ground.

This kind of sleet weather is the coldest.

Stepping out of the warm tower, Scarlett Yates felt the cold cutting against her face like a knife.

Matthew Saxon put her hands in his coat pockets, noticed her face was turning red from the cold, furrowed his brow, and asked again, "Scarlett, do you really want to go now?"

"Yes, I have to go, now." Scarlett Yates shivered from the cold, and instinctively snuggled into Matthew Saxon’s arms, hiding inside his loose coat.

As the coat opened, warmth hit her face.

She nestled in like a cat, even using Matthew Saxon’s scarf to shield her face: "I heard the charms there are very effective."

In the past, Scarlett Yates didn’t believe in such things.

But now, she found herself seeking comfort in these seemingly miraculous things.

What was rare was that Matthew Saxon didn’t mock her; she said she wanted to go, and he agreed.

Originally, according to their plan, they should have been on their way to eat Thai food, but because Scarlett Yates suggested visiting the temple for a peace charm, the plan changed at the last minute.

The temple was quite far from where they were currently located. Even without traffic, it would take an hour and a half to drive there. If affected by the weather, the journey would be even slower.

But Scarlett Yates insisted on going.

Matthew Saxon had no choice but to have George buy some hot food to nibble on during the drive.

The temple Scarlett Yates wanted to visit was the one Stella Nelson had mentioned. She said she had prayed there twice for peace charms, both times successfully ensuring her relatives’ safety.

Back then, Scarlett Yates had laughed at her, saying it was just psychological. She never thought she would end up doing the same thing now.

Now, she finally understood Stella Nelson’s feelings. When you’re too concerned about someone, you place your hopes on anything that offers solace.

Even knowing it might not have much effect, there’s always a need to give it a try.

George quickly returned with the hot food, carrying a big bag filled with Scarlett Yates’ favorites: chicken nuggets, fries, and her beloved red bean milk tea, all of which Scarlett had specifically requested.