Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?
Chapter 107 I Can’t Destroy You

Chapter 107: Chapter 107 I Can’t Destroy You

This kind of coldness and indifference made her feel waves of heartache and pain, as if a pair of large hands were ruthlessly stirring her heart, leaving her restless, and even breathing was painful.

"Matthew..." she called his name in pain and sorrow.

Why does he have to treat her like this?

She hadn’t wanted to reach this point today, but she couldn’t wait any longer.

She didn’t know how long she would have to wait in this hopeless and indefinite situation.

Her patience had been worn away inch by inch over the past three years.

From the beginning, she had shown her love for him, probing again and again, clearly expressing her feelings.

She liked him; she was willing to be his woman, desired to marry him, to be his wife.

He was such a smart person; how could he not understand her feelings?

But he rejected her.

A year ago, on that night, when she despairingly decided to take a desperate gamble, quietly sneaking into his bed, he had pushed her away without hesitation.

"Alice, don’t do this again in the future."

"Why? Don’t you like me?" She didn’t understand. If he didn’t like her, why was he so good to her?

"You are the woman I want to protect for a lifetime. I can’t ruin you."

"I am willing, Matthew, take me. If you like me, please take me." She rushed into his embrace again, holding him tightly.

Her fingers were pried open one by one.

There wasn’t even a ripple in his eyes; his calm, dark eyes quietly watched her, as he dressed her in his shirt, "You should leave."

She burst into tears, feeling humiliated and heartbroken, "Matthew, why can other women, and not me? What am I lacking compared to them?"

"Alice, don’t compare yourself to them." He gently wiped her tears away, his voice equally gentle, "You’re different from them."

She looked at him with tear-filled eyes, "I’d rather be like them. I just want to be your woman. Why can’t I? Why?"

He looked at her for a long time; finally, he just sighed softly, ruffled her hair, and looked at her with the indulgent gaze she was most infatuated with, "If you became like them, it would mean you’d quickly lose my affection. Would you still want that?"

The memories slowly surfaced in her mind.

Everything that happened that night, as if it were just yesterday.

In the end, she remembered not saying a word, turning around, and silently leaving his room.

She was afraid of losing his affection.

But now, what did it count for...

She had ultimately lost his affection.

He didn’t want her, yet wouldn’t allow her to be with another man.

She had once mistakenly believed he liked her, but thinking about it now, if he really liked her, how could he have spent three years not touching her?

Scarlett Yates walked towards Matthew Saxon somewhat sheepishly.

Although he kept smiling warmly at her, Scarlett felt that those smiling eyes harbored ill intentions.

What a strange guy.

His beloved was crying so miserably, even she, as a woman, couldn’t bear to see it, yet he could still smile.

Before Scarlett could reach him, he stretched out his hand and pulled her to his side.

The familiar and pleasant scent entered her nose, making her dizzy.

His hand lightly knocked on her head, and he said with a smirk, "So useless. Just left me for a moment and got bullied. Seems like I can’t let you leave my side from now on."