Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?

Chapter 1083: If I Say No, Will You Believe Me?

Matthew Saxon prevented her from doing so, reaching out to turn her head back, holding her chin firmly, stopping her from avoiding his gaze.Like Scarlett Yates, his heart raced.

The woman he liked lay in his arms in such an intimate way; if he had no reaction, he wouldn’t be normal.

Seeing her blushing and unable to meet his eyes, Matthew felt a slight stir in his heart, lifted her chin, and forced her to look at him: "Scarlett, tell me, did Maxwell Saxon have you?"

At first, he was convinced that she and Maxwell Saxon had progressed to the most intimate stage.

So, he was furious, even felt like killing someone.

But now, seeing her so shy, he thought that maybe things weren’t as he imagined.

At least, not as bad as he thought.

The question was somewhat insulting to Scarlett Yates.

His asking proved that he believed she had an improper relationship with Maxwell Saxon; in his mind, her image was quite tarnished already.

His distrust towards her had reached this level.

Her cheeks, just flushed with shyness, instantly cooled after he asked that question.

She pushed one hand against his chest, creating a small distance, not wanting to be too close to him, smiled bitterly, and said with a coarse voice: "No, I told him if he dared do such a thing to me, I’d kill him first and then kill myself."

"So, he let me go."

He probably wouldn’t believe it, thinking she was lying again.

Thinking of this, Scarlett Yates felt deeply powerless.

Matthew Saxon’s arms tightened around her, his eyes glimmered slightly, his voice lowered: "You didn’t lie to me?"

"I said no, will you believe me then?" Scarlett Yates smiled weakly, not answering directly.

Matthew Saxon didn’t speak, only held her tighter.

Steam from the bathtub floated into the air, turning into white mist.

On the floor, clothes were scattered everywhere, hers and his, piled together in a mess.

In the large bathtub, she was held in his arms, skin touching, intimately.

It should have been a highly romantic atmosphere, but Scarlett Yates had no romantic thoughts at all.

She only felt sad.

Even though they were so closely snuggled together, this intimacy was only on the surface.

Between her and him, there was an invisible wall, unseen and untouchable, always lingering in their hearts.

Scarlett Yates could clearly sense that Matthew Saxon’s gaze on her had turned from passionate to cold again.

He picked up a bath sponge, squeezed out some body wash, and once the bubbles formed, he applied them to her.

"Matthew..." Scarlett Yates bit her lip, her cheeks turning red again, as if using all her strength to call his name, her body weakened after calling.

She was so shy that even her toes curled inwards.

Matthew Saxon had bathed her before, she knew that.

But it was the first time he was doing it while she was awake.

Matthew Saxon’s hands paused for a few seconds but then resumed washing her hair.

His actions were very skillful.

Having done this before, he became adept at it.