Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 799: Go to the Hospital with Me

Scarlett Yates took out her phone and was stunned for a moment when she saw who was calling. Then, after a few seconds, she answered.

"Where are you?" The caller’s intent was clear, immediately asking without any greeting.

"I..."

"Tell me the address, I’ll come pick you up right away." The voice remained cold, giving her no time to consider, making a decision directly.

"Why are you coming to pick me up?" After being in a daze for a while, Scarlett finally managed to say a complete sentence.

The morning sunshine was still soft, warmly shining on her, a halo of gentle, bright light surrounding her head.

Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders like luxurious satin, reflecting a beautiful sheen.

In the early fall, she wore a loose cream-colored sweater, the same old jeans beneath it, canvas shoes, an outfit typical of a student.

In her most ordinary attire, her appearance wasn’t stunning either—a clean, clear face that wasn’t eye-catching or breathtaking, yet managed to capture someone’s gaze.

Matthew Saxon’s car was parked just five meters behind her.

He squinted his eyes slightly as he watched her for a moment, then said slowly, "Stay where you are, don’t move."

Then he hung up the phone.

Scarlett listened to the sound of the disconnection on the phone, was momentarily dazed, and then, as if sensing something, turned around.

Matthew’s Lamborghini was parked behind her.

He got out of the car, elegantly walking towards her with his long legs.

He stopped in front of her.

Scarlett blinked, then blinked again, wondering if she was seeing things.

But the person standing before her was indeed Matthew Saxon, the real, true Matthew Saxon.

His face looked a bit tired, also somewhat haggard, as if he hadn’t slept well. Scarlett guessed it was because of Roy Saxon’s illness and hospitalization.

"Dad wants to see you, come with me to the hospital."

Matthew lifted his wrist to check the time and added, "Let’s go, make the most of the time; each time he wakes up, he can only stay awake for an hour at most."

Scarlett initially thought Roy Saxon’s illness wasn’t serious, just some minor ailment that a few days in the hospital would cure. But now, hearing Matthew’s words, she started to worry a bit.

She hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is Uncle Saxon okay?"

Matthew looked at her fixedly, his eyes slightly dim: "Not very well."

Not very well?

Scarlett was taken aback: "What’s actually wrong with him?"

"I’ll tell you in the car," Matthew glanced around and said in a low voice, "It’s not convenient here."

Scarlett hadn’t planned on visiting Roy Saxon actively, but now that Roy requested to see her, she couldn’t very well refuse to go.

After all, Roy Saxon wasn’t her enemy.

The reason she was reluctant to go was because she hadn’t fully processed the relationship between Roy Saxon and her mother, not out of any true animosity towards Roy Saxon.

After considering for a moment, she nodded, turned to find Stella Nelson, only to see Stella already standing by the door, looking at her and Matthew with a meaningful gaze.

Before she could speak, Stella said, "If you have something to do, just go with him. I’ll note this meal down, you can treat me another day."

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Only after getting into the car, closing the door, and fastening her seatbelt did Scarlett remember something.

That was, Matthew had just called her.

But last night, he clearly saw her bag being snatched, knowing her phone was in that bag too.

The cloud of confusion that had been lingering in her mind suddenly dispersed.