Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 788: You really are thoughtful toward him

When Maxwell Saxon was mentioned, Matthew Saxon’s eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of coldness flitting through them, but quickly changed to a roguish smile, lifting his brows frivolously.

Scarlett Yates felt as if knives were twisting in her heart, helplessly and bitterly pulling at the corners of her lips.

Matthew’s sharp and caustic sarcasm towards her was also her own doing.

All the pain was self-inflicted; who else could she blame?

Maxwell Saxon had no idea she had come to Z City.

She only said she liked Maxwell as a deception towards Matthew; they were not a real couple, so she certainly had no need to inform the other party.

But she couldn’t say that to Matthew.

Under normal circumstances, wouldn’t a wounded woman need the comfort of her beloved the most at this moment?

If she refused, wouldn’t it seem very abnormal?

"You... don’t call him, I’m fine now, there’s no need for him to make another trip, he’s busy with work usually, don’t take up his time with such a trivial matter." Her tongue seemed frozen, and it took considerable effort to finish saying those words.

Matthew’s gaze was like two streaks of cold light, piercing her face coldly, his thin lips curling into a sneer full of irony: "You really are considerate to him, not even married yet, and already possess the excellent qualities of a virtuous wife and loving mother. Why didn’t I see you being so considerate when you were with me?"

After speaking, not waiting for Scarlett to respond, he pulled at his lips again, eyes full of ridicule, asking and answering himself: "How could I forget, after all, you never loved me, how could you be considerate to a man you don’t love."

"Indeed, there’s no such thing as an unkind and inconsiderate woman worldwide; they are merely unkind and inconsiderate towards someone they don’t like."

He laughed as he spoke, like he told a joke that didn’t entertain others but amused himself first.

Only, though he was smiling, Scarlett could see clearly, there wasn’t a hint of laughter in those long, narrow phoenix eyes of his.

The more his smile deepened, the colder his gaze became.

A chilling air seeped out from the bottom of his eyes: "But don’t blame me for not reminding you, Scarlett Yates, you won’t get the happiness you want."

"Maxwell Saxon is very filial, if you want to marry him, unless May Denton nods in agreement. A woman like you is of no help to him, May won’t agree to him marrying you."

Coming to this point, Matthew suddenly felt a bit satisfied.

She brought him pain, so she shouldn’t think she’d easily and smoothly obtain happiness.

No matter what he said, Scarlett remained silent.

She knew he was unhappy, so she treated it as him venting.

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At the hospital, the doctor performed a routine check-up on Scarlett.

Matthew waited in the resting area.

He stood tall and straight, leaning lazily against the wall, becoming an enchanting sight.

In the corridor, patients came and went, hospital staff passed by, but all females couldn’t help but take another look at him.

Even though his face bore no expression, his eyes appeared cold, exuding a distant air, he still attracted many female glances.

His handsome face was cast in shadows, picturesque and striking. Especially those long, narrow phoenix eyes were captivating. Who could possibly ignore him?

Scarlett’s examination results came out quickly.

Her chest had some bruising, but it was nothing serious, not affecting her daily life.

The doctor casually prescribed some ointment, instructing her to apply it each night before sleeping, massaging the injured area for a few minutes.