Chapter 699
Matthew Saxon’s voice was calm: “I’m taking you to see the truth p>
After saying this, he fell silent.
On the way, the car sped so fast that Scarlett Yates was on edge the whole time. Several times, she thought Matthew’s car was going to rear-end another, but in the end, they narrowly avoided any collisions.
There were also a few times when they stopped for a red light, and his car came to such a sudden stop that the tires screeched against the pavement.
Throughout the ride, Scarlett was anxious, her heart nearly jumping out of her throat with every dangerous maneuver.
Fortunately, the drive didn’t last long.
After about ten minutes and a final piercing screech of brakes, the car stopped.
Matthew got out first, then walked around to the back and opened the car door. He glanced nonchalantly inside, seemingly oblivious to Scarlett’s pale face: “Get out p>
Scarlett raised her pale face to look at him, expressionless, and frowned slightly with discomfort as she stood up.
After getting out, she ran to a nearby trash can to retch.
She had been feeling carsick earlier.
Even now, her chest felt stifled; it was only after taking several deep breaths of fresh air that the urge to vomit subsided a little.
Despite this, her face remained overly pale, like it was coated with an unnatural layer of powder.
After a fit of dry heaving, the discomfort in her heart eased. She stood by the trash can for a while before slowly walking back.
She approached Matthew, weakly asking, “Why did you bring me here p>
Seeing her like this, Matthew felt a twinge of regret.
He shouldn’t have driven so recklessly out of spite.
He realized she was carsick while they were still in the car, but blind rage had clouded his mind, leaving no room for reason; all he wanted was to vent his anger.
At that moment, all he could think about was her various infuriating actions.
Recalling the fat guy she went on a date with enraged him further.
She would rather date a man like that than give him a chance; she trampled on his dignity and pride in that way.
Why did he care about such a despicable woman’s feelings?
Let her suffer a little, he thought; even if he treated her well, she wouldn’t appreciate it anyway.
This was his mindset when acting out of spite.
But seeing Scarlett in such a downcast state now, he regretted it again.
This foolish woman, would she ever ease his worries?
“I’ve said it before, no one will pin something on me that I haven’t done.” Despite feeling sorry for her, Matthew continued harshly, expressionless as he recalled her infuriating ways, “You’ll soon know whose child it really is p>
If she hadn’t discussed this with Angela before, or heard Angela’s opinions, Scarlett might have refused him.
She would stubbornly assume that he was fabricating more lies to deceive her.
But recalling Angela’s analysis, her attitude wasn’t as frosty as before, though still unpleasant: “Fine, I’ll see the so-called evidence you have p>
“If it turns out you’ve wronged me, you must apologize,” he said arrogantly, then walked ahead with his long, straight legs.
The elevator stopped, and Scarlett followed Matthew out.
She had naturally heard of this upscale apartment complex; it was located in the most prime and valuable area of A City.