Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?
Chapter 130: Beat him up for me, to vent my anger

Chapter 130: Chapter 130: Beat him up for me, to vent my anger

He looked at her flushed little face, curled his lips, and responded evasively, "Who are you hiding from, like you’ve seen a ghost, sweating all over?"

To him, it seemed like just a casual gesture, but as his fingertips touched her forehead, Scarlett Yates’s already racing heart began beating even faster.

When the cool fingertips lightly skimmed across her forehead, her heart was beyond her control, trembling so violently that it seemed even her chest was quivering.

All around were the sounds of a noisy crowd, the beach was packed with people. Yet, to her surprise, she could hear her own heartbeat amidst the clamoring surroundings.

In the warm breeze, the subtle aura from his body lingered, enveloping her.

Scarlett Yates heard her heart beating louder and faster, like a drum being pounded, and suddenly, as if electrocuted, she abruptly pushed him away.

But her heartbeat seemed even more erratic, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, the rhythm was so chaotic it left her a bit at a loss.

She pressed the spot where her heart had been vigorously pounding, her expression dazed and confused.

What on earth was happening to her?

Why did she turn completely abnormal every time she saw Matthew Saxon these past days?

Matthew Saxon stumbled backward half a step from her push.

Her reaction was so sudden, so intense, that he couldn’t help but give her a second glance.

Squinting slightly, he fixed his gaze on Scarlett Yates for a moment, and his expression subtly changed, a flicker of intrigue flashed quickly in his eyes.

His lips moved slightly, about to say something, when suddenly, a rotund figure barged in front of them.

"Stupid girl, I finally caught up to you."

Pighead Man was sweating profusely and panting heavily, and upon seeing Scarlett Yates, his face filled with even more anger, his eyes fiercely glaring as he reached out to grab her, "Let’s see where you can run to this time!"

Scarlett Yates was still in a daze, completely oblivious to Pighead Man’s proximity.

By the time she snapped back to reality, Pighead Man’s hand was already reaching toward her.

She froze, let out a startled scream, and instinctively jumped toward Matthew Saxon.

Before her brain had time to reason, she had already tightly grabbed onto Matthew Saxon’s arm, and a crisp and loud address naturally popped out of her mouth, "Hubby."

The way Scarlett Yates called hubby was soft and sweet, as if her lips were smeared with honey, incredibly sweet.

Matthew Saxon was taken aback for a moment, then slowly lowered his head.

Hubby?

Is this girl getting too carried away with her game, or did she trouble herself into something she expects me to handle?

What a troublesome little thing.

She had just been out for such a short time and already ran into trouble.

Yet he happened to be someone who cares the least about idle matters and is most afraid of trouble.

Such trivialities were even less worthy of his intervention.

Matthew Saxon instinctively wanted to push Scarlett Yates aside, unwilling to waste time on such meaningless small matters, but unexpectedly, Scarlett Yates’s hand wrapped around his arm like an octopus, and one side of her body also tightly clung onto him.

She lifted a pathetic little face, as if enduring a lot of grievance, tears glistening in her eyes, "Hubby, that old man who looks like a pighead was bothering me and wouldn’t stop chasing me around, you should teach him a lesson and vent some anger for me."

Hubby...?

This time it was Pighead Man’s turn to be surprised.

This girl who seemed not even eighteen had a husband?

Pighead Man’s hand, extended mid-air, froze.