Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?
Chapter 128: Accompany Me to Sit for a While

Chapter 128: Chapter 128: Accompany Me to Sit for a While

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The beach was filled with women in bikinis.

Most of these women had sizzling bodies and stunning looks, the kind of type Matthew Saxon usually liked.

Of course, aside from the beautiful women in bikinis, there were many muscular men in swim trunks.

Scarlett Yates scanned the view, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking her head; either she disliked a man’s overly developed muscles or felt another’s muscles weren’t enough. After looking around, she found that among all these men, not a single one could compare to Matthew Saxon in body.

Her mind immediately conjured an image of Matthew in a bathrobe, slightly revealing his chest.

That sexy yet firm chest, not excessively muscular, nor barely showing.

Perfectly balanced, really a work of perfection.

With a body like that, it’s such a pity he’s not a model.

Suddenly realizing she was thinking of Matthew again, Scarlett frowned and gave her forehead a few hard taps.

She must be possessed today, definitely possessed.

Otherwise, why would she keep thinking about that bastard?

She kicked the beach pebbles distractedly, not paying attention, and the stone underfoot hit someone.

Scarlett Yates was quickly stopped.

A shadow fell in front of her, and a rather unfriendly voice sounded above her head, "Miss, do you walk without watching?"

The voice was not only unfriendly, but truly fierce.

In front of her stood a man in swim trunks — overweight, with three rolls of fat at his waist, bald in the middle of his head, facial flesh overlapping, his features squeezed into a mass of fat, one glance and his head looked like a pig’s head waddling along.

Especially his eyes, originally small, squeezed into slits by his facial fat.

Pighead Man squeezed the stone she’d just kicked in his hand, his face initially fierce but changed immediately upon seeing Scarlett Yates.

Those tiny slit eyes brightened and fixed on Scarlett Yates’ face, refusing to look away.

He tossed the little stone in his hand, leering at Scarlett, his facial fat squeezing out a smile, "Miss, see, you kicked the stone at me with one swing. It’s nothing for me, but if you accidentally trip and hurt yourself, it would be heartbreaking."

Pighead Man’s gaze was too direct, too lecherous, full of ill intent.

Scarlett wrinkled her brow in disgust, realizing she indeed kicked someone, reluctantly swallowing her nausea and apologized, "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it."

After speaking, she planned to bypass Pighead Man.

A pair of hands immediately blocked her path; Pighead Man’s leering eyes darted on her, inching closer saying, "Miss looks like she’s alone? I’m alone too, why don’t you join me for a while, and I’ll forgive you."

As Pighead Man approached, a foul odor emanated from his mouth.

Scarlett almost gagged from the stench, quickly stepping back.

She looked at Pighead Man’s obstructing hand, frowned, suppressing her anger, "Sorry, I have something to do, please let me pass."

The beach was crowded.

But most people gathered in one area, while in Scarlett’s direction, there were few, so far only her and Pighead Man were here.