Doted by My Seven Brothers

Chapter 405 Matthew Scotsman

Chapter 405 Matthew Scotsman When she went to school the next day, Nancy was getting another feeding again from her nephew Matthew.

He felt uncomfortable when he gave the mango pancake to the little girl and noticed her wide-open mouth, ready to speak. His hand stretched unconsciously and covered her mouth.

The child's clear, moist eyes were fixed on him, and he felt an immediate sense of guilt.

"You are not allowed to call nephew." He firmly emphasized this.

Nancy nodded and thought to herself, ‘it turns out that he dislikes her calling him Nephew Matthew.’

"I'll call you Matthew then," she said.

Matthew rarely talks, then when he heard it, he nodded and agreed reluctantly.

"Matthew, did Wendy make this for me? The cake from yesterday was delicious," she said

He nodded indifferently and gazed into her sparkling eyes. Then, he was unable to resist touching her on the head.

As usual, Nancy tilted her head to nuzzle under his palm. This movement had surprised him: his thin lips slowly curved into a smile, which made him appear significantly more good-looking.

"I'll take my leave now," he quickly said.

"Matthew, will you come see me again tomorrow?" The little girl asked and looked hopefully at the teenager.

Matthew paused before saying, "I guess. My mother will cook something else for you tomorrow."

Upon hearing his response. Nancy's smile grew until her brow scrunched up with happiness.

"Then, I'll wait for you tomorrow."

After returning home that particular day, she went to the farm and forgot to inform her brothers about her nephew Matthew.

However, this hardly mattered. She took out the small handkerchief she had embroidered during this period and placed it in her school bag. She decided to ask her nephew Matthew to pass it on to her sister for evaluation when she saw him tomorrow.

She even thoughtfully wrote a letter to her teacher and senior sister in a childish calligraphy. She then ended her letter with a blessing quotes. Nancy put the letter in an envelope in a ritualistic manner and went to sleep with ease.

The following day, Matthew actually came looking for her and brought delicious egg tarts.

"Mathew, you are here,” she said happily.

The child's eyes widened in fascination as she stared at the egg tarts, and a slurping noise escaped her mouth.

"For you, eat it.” he offered her the tarts.

"Okay, Matthew, wait for me here!" she said while taking them.

She held the egg tarts and ran back to the classroom, where she took out the things she had prepared earlier and gave them to Matthew. "This is something I embroidered; I want sister’s evaluation, and this is a letter to her," Nancy said to him

The teenager looked at the things in his hands and nedded. When he was about to leave. a little trinket was shoved in his hand.

"This is a little ceramic figurine made by me, and I'm gifting it to you,” she told him

The little ceramic figurine was designed to resemble a cute tabby cat with a silly trait.

She did those ceramics at Dunwich. Her family had taken most of them and there was only this little cat ceramic figurine left. She thought it was a nice gift to give to Matthew.

Matthew played with it in his hands. A slight smile flashed in his distant. cold eyes.

"Thank you," he said to her.

After they parted ways, Nancy started eating the egg tarts in a light mood. She didn't know that sister's cooking was so good. "Nancy, who is that boy? He is super handsome and I saw him here with you yesterday.” Jane enquired.

Nancy sat on the bench and crossed her feet.

“It's Matthew, my nephew," Nancy replied

She described her relationship with Willow Barton’s mother once again.

Janes was astounded, saying, "Wow, you have started embroidery now! So he is the nephew that you mentioned, so good-looking.” Nancy shared an egg tart with her best friend and was looking forward that her sister would reply to her letter.

At this moment, Matthew had returned to his classroom and put away the envelope and the little handkerchief embroidered with butterflies.

Initially, he alss.wanted to keep the ceramic figutine away in his school bag. Matthew hesitated after looking at the silly little kitty. He then placed iton his ¢ desk, tapping his finger ‘on its liftte head; his frigid eyes were filtee with a smile. to 4

Although it was only a faint smile, it made him glow. A girl classmate, who was stealing glances at him, blushed "Matthew, do you also like tiny ornaments?" She asked shyly.

She was the most beautiful and cheerful female classmate in his class and was attracted to him. She couldn't help it and went to him to strike up a conversation.

Matthew. who had just transferred to the school, had been pretty aloof. He had only talked with a few outgoing boys. He was rarely seen talking to girls.

At this instant, with such a faint smile, he tempted people to approach him.

“Don't like it.” He blurted out coldly.

Once the girl went over and talked to him, his faint smile disappeared and he became distant again. He was neither aggressive nor indifferent. However, it was inexplicably daunting.

Upon hearing these three words, the girl flushed.

"Ah, I see... Gotta go now!" she was flustered.

Her face was reddened with embarrassment, and at the same time, she was annoyed too. Her social skills, with which she could always make others like hershever seemed to work on Matthew.

The next day meeting with him again, Nancy received a reply letter from her sister and a strawberry mousse cake. "Sister replied to my letter," Nancy exclaimed The little girl's eyes were gleaming.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Mathew nodded and couldn't help smiling upon seeing her. His lips curved up when he smiled.

Nancy handed him two boxes of homemade cookies which were < baked ifthe shapes of animals. There: were two packets in total, one for her senior sister and the other one was to him. <

"Matthew, this is for you. I made it myself," she said happily. He stared at the two packets of cookies, and it took him a few seconds before taking them. "Okay." he replied.

He held the cookies and stroked her little head with soft hair before leaving.

Upon reaching home, Mr. Scotsman and his wife had not returned as usual. There was only a housekeeper and one docile labrador at his house. "Sir," his housekeeper greeted him.

Matthew nodded without speaking. put his school bag away. and stroked the tame labrador on its head.

Not long after that, Wendy Barton came back.

As soon as she saw her son, she asked him, "Did Nancy feel happy when she received the letter that I wrote?”

He nodded and took out the cookies that Nancy gave to her.

"This is from Nancy to me?" His mother asked.

He nodded again

Wendy rolled her eyes inelegantly and pondered; with Nancy as a comparison, she seemed to like that little girl even more than her own son.

"Do you think there was an accident when I gave birth to you? Why is there no youth vitality in you? If you are always this aloof, no girl would want to marry or date you.”

Matthew was rendered speechless.

"I am your son,” he announced.

Wendy nodded perfunctorily, saying, "I know, I know."

She wondered to herself: the cookies made by Nancy were still as tasty as before. What should she bake for Nancy tomorrow? Matthew returned to his room and took out the pack of cookies. After staring at it for a few seconds, he finally opened it.

Like his father, both of them dislike sweet stuff. However, his mother likes all types of sweet snacks.

He never ate the sweet stuff his mother made. Although he would always end up being forced to eat them up by his father. He had long been used to it

When he thought about Nancy's little face, he could imagine how disappointed she would be if she found that he didn't eat them at all. Matthew took out a kitten-shaped cookie and bit it, expressionless.

He was surprised by the slightly sweet taste, which had a milky fragrance and tasted unexpectedly good.