Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?
Chapter 68: Can’t Even Eat Enough

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Can’t Even Eat Enough

If she was truly acting, then her acting skills were too remarkable, even he couldn’t tell the truth from the lies.

But he hated those eyes of hers, too clear and pure, even the smile in her eyes was excessively pure and clean, making him want to destroy them.

Destroy the blinding joy in her eyes, destroy everything about her that he found beautiful.

He chuckled and said, "Who said I agreed?"

Scarlett Yates was stunned, her expression froze on her face, "Then what do you mean?"

Matthew Saxon’s smile deepened, "I have great confidence in you, Scarlett Yates, perform well, don’t let me down."

The smile slowly faded from her pitch-black, shiny eyes, and the smile at the corner of her mouth almost cracked, the process from joy to disappointment was vividly displayed by those expressive eyes of hers.

Seeing her like this, Matthew Saxon unexpectedly felt good, and with an unusual burst of kindness, he placated her with a rare comfort, "If you do well, the pay will double."

Ordinarily, Scarlett Yates would have cheered at this.

But... thinking of his vicious stepmother who believed "better to kill a thousand by mistake than let one wrongdoer go," she lost all mood.

She wondered if, half a month later, she could leave the Saxon Family unharmed.

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For the convenience of taking care of Matthew Saxon, Uncle Smith arranged Scarlett Yates’s bedroom next to Matthew Saxon’s.

Matthew Saxon had a habit of napping, and after Scarlett Yates failed to have a heartfelt conversation with him, he kicked her out of the room.

According to what he said, during the time he rested, she could use her time freely, do whatever she wanted, but once he woke up, she had to be at his beck and call.

Matthew Saxon, sulking with May Denton, hadn’t even eaten lunch before heading back to his room.

He was the Young Master of the Saxon Family, whenever he was hungry, with just an order, naturally, someone would bring him food.

But Scarlett Yates was different.

By three in the afternoon, she was so hungry her stomach was sticking to her back.

She awoke from hunger, her eyes wandered, staring blankly at the ceiling for a moment.

It took her a long while to slowly come back to her senses.

So, she was already in the Saxon Family home.

Even now, it still felt unreal, like the dream she had just had.

She touched her rumbling stomach and reluctantly crawled out of bed.

The luxurious yet unfamiliar room was so vast and silent that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.

Needless to say, the Saxon Family’s guest room was larger than an entire suite in an average person’s house, and the room was originally rather dull in tone, perhaps considering she was a girl, some temporary changes were made, like adding colorful cushions to the white sofa and placing several vases around.

The flowers in the vases were cut from the Saxon Family’s greenhouse, mostly pink and white roses, with a vase on the windowsill holding a few slanted lilies and baby’s breath.

There was a faint floral scent in the warm breeze.

Outside the window was a pleasant view, but Scarlett Yates had no mood to appreciate it.

Breakfast was hastily handled, and she hadn’t eaten a grain of rice for lunch; she was so hungry she was seeing stars, everything looked like a big chicken leg to her.

She had just arrived at the Saxon Family, and on her first day, she couldn’t even eat properly.

Who would believe this if told?

Damn Matthew Saxon, he was surely doing it on purpose.

She knew, his insistence on having her meant he held no good intentions.

In the hospital, even if he intended to tease her, he would still be somewhat considerate.