Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 818: Trust Me

All the way in pursuit, all the way hiding, they soon drove to the outskirts.

At night, the outskirts were truly deserted, surrounded by darkness, with poor road conditions. A moment’s inattention, and they might drive off a cliff.

Scarlett Yates was already pale, her face drained of color from fear, appearing ghostly white under the lights. Her eyes were wide open, and her hair was as messy as a bird’s nest.

If anyone encountered her in this desolate place, they would most likely think they had met a ghost, half-scaring them to death.

Sometimes, Scarlett Yates was quite clever.

Her previous suspicions were soon confirmed.

About ten minutes after Matthew Saxon’s car drove out of the outskirts, three cars emerged from the darkness of the bushes, tightly blocking his way.

The two cars that were closely following blocked the retreat as well.

Matthew Saxon had no choice but to stop the car. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Five cars surrounded his Lamborghini, the headlights glaring intensely.

This was the first time Scarlett Yates had encountered such a situation.

She was so nervous that her breathing stopped several times.

But at this moment, the person she was most concerned about was not herself, but Matthew Saxon.

Obviously, these people were targeting Matthew Saxon. In terms of danger, Matthew Saxon was indeed the most at risk.

However, she was also aware that if anything happened to Matthew Saxon, she, as his still unofficially announced fiancée, would not escape unharmed either.

Scarlett Yates was someone prone to overthinking.

In this situation, even without figuring out the identity and purpose of the opponents, she was already imagining that she and Matthew Saxon might end up dying here.

And possibly dying from a shooting.

The thought of having a hole in her head made her face even paler.

"Stay in the car, don’t come out." Matthew Saxon wasn’t panicked at all. Instead, seeing her frightened and pale, he hesitated for a moment and then gently rubbed her head twice, "Don’t overthink. I promised it would be fine, so it will be fine. I still have to give you a grand wedding."

Scarlett Yates was already overthinking.

So, she felt this might be the last day she and Matthew Saxon would be alive.

She was wondering, since they’re going to die anyway, should she tell him some of the words buried in her heart before dying.

For instance, she had always liked him.

Or that she genuinely wanted to marry him and really wanted to be his wife, and she never loved Maxwell Saxon at all.

She thought, if she might die soon, what words wouldn’t be said?

"Matthew Saxon, actually I..." She took a deep breath, mustering the courage to tell him her true feelings.

"Stay inside, don’t worry. I won’t have any problems, and neither will you. Trust me." His warm hand gently rubbed her head once more, comforting her with a couple of sentences. Not waiting for her to finish speaking, Matthew Saxon had already opened the car door.

The words Scarlett Yates had painstakingly decided to say were cut off just as she began.

The moment Matthew Saxon stepped out of the car, her heart was caught in her throat, so tense and worried that it was about to leap out of her chest.

He told her to trust him.

But in this situation, how could she trust him?

He was just saying words to reassure her, but how could she possibly not worry at all.

He left her in the car, then went down alone to face danger. How could she possibly really obey him calmly?