Chapter 118
Her brows knitted together again, and she turned around, saying, “It’s too hot outside, I’m going back to my room to sort out my luggage. Don’t call me for dinner, I’ll eat by myself after I wake up p>
Based on her understanding of Matthew Saxon, he had been cooped up at home for so long, and now that he finally had time to indulge himself, it’s likely he wouldn’t be coming back tonight.
That’s all for the better.
It’s best if he never returns to the room.
God knows how much she doesn’t want to share a room with him.
Scarlett Yates walked back into the hall, glancing instinctively toward the spot where Matthew Saxon had been.
He was no longer there, just as expected.
By the floor-to-ceiling window, it was empty, not a shadow in sight.
Gone with him were the beautiful women in bikinis.
The hotel and nearby places offered plenty of entertainment options, so of course, they wouldn’t waste their time in the bustling lobby.
A dashing, handsome man with charming, proactive women—everyone could imagine what might happen p>
Revelry and indulgence, isn’t this his usual lifestyle?
Scarlett stared at the empty spot for a few seconds, letting out a cold laugh and curling her lips in mockery.
The image of Matthew Saxon quietly closing his eyes, leaning on a bench in the Saxon Family’s garden, flashed in her mind.
That Matthew Saxon, exuding an aura of loneliness.
She must have been seeing things back then.
How could he possibly be lonely when he always had beautiful women by his side?
The room shared by Scarlett Yates and Matthew Saxon was a couple’s suite, so there was only one bed in the entire suite.
A large bed, three meters wide.
Opposite the bed, there was a huge mirror, taking up half of the wall.
From this angle and design, anything happening on the bed would be clearly reflected in the mirror.
Scarlett glanced at the soft large bed and then at the mirror opposite, her eyebrows twitching twice, feeling roasted inside and out.
Such a design, really is something.
The setup of the room exudes a romantic yet ambiguous vibe, such as the dim warm lighting and the faint fragrance permeating the air p>
This kind of room is perfect for a real couple to stay in.
But for a fake couple like her and Matthew Saxon staying here, it’s somewhat awkward.
And she actually has to stay here for half a month, just thinking about it makes her head ache.
Can’t she break the contract and leave this godforsaken place right away?
The temperature in Z City was cool early and late, but it started heating up by noon.
The scorching sunlight was blocked by the heavy curtains, and the indoor lights were on, casting a dim and ambiguous tone.
Scarlett broke into a sweat, feeling sticky all over, and though she was already very tired, she insisted on taking a shower before lying down.
After her shower, she confidently and fearlessly commandeered the only large bed in the bedroom.
She figured that Matthew Saxon wouldn’t be back for quite a while.
The large bed was unbelievably soft, lying on it felt like being wrapped in layer upon layer of cotton, incredibly comfortable.
She didn’t know what aroma the bedding was infused with, but the sweet scent seemed to have a soporific effect; she rolled over on the bed twice and gradually fell asleep, hugging a pillow.
A sweet warm fragrance hung in the air, as sweet as honey, and this sweetness seemed to seep into her heart.
Even in her dreams, this fragrance lingered around her nose, lingering endlessly.