Chapter 567
Hearing him say this, Scarlett Yates clenched her fists even tighter.
“I’ll ask one more time, do you really not like Scarlett, so you’re willing to break up with her?” Roy Saxon frowned, his expression serious.
He couldn’t have misjudged this.
He was experienced, and he would not mistake whether his own son liked a woman or not.
“Dad, hasn’t Scarlett already told you?” Matthew Saxon smirked, spreading his hands as he lazily leaned back on the sofa, squinting slightly, and said carelessly, “We both have no objections to breaking up, even though there’s an engagement involved, you can’t force matters of emotion, I’m sure you understand this, Dad p>
Roy Saxon held back his frustration and asked Scarlett Yates again: “Scarlett, I’ll ask you one last time as well, is it because you don’t like Matthew that you’re breaking up with him p>
Similarly, Roy Saxon also saw Scarlett’s feelings for Matthew. Ever since the two of them returned from Z Country, the way they looked at each other had changed—he was definitely not wrong about this.
But two people who clearly liked each other both insisting on breaking up was enough to drive him crazy.
“Yes, Uncle Saxon.” Scarlett Yates no longer looked at Matthew Saxon.
This man was sitting right next to her, so close that every breath she took was filled with his scent.
Yet this man, so near, seemed very very far from her.
Though he was right by her side, he made her feel like he was a stranger.
Roy Saxon seemed very disappointed in them, and after a moment of silence, he let out a long sigh.
“If you insist on breaking up, I cannot force you,” he shook his head, full of disappointment, “But this is something you should really reconsider, young people quarrel and lose their tempers, and once they’ve calmed down, they regret making impulsive decisions p>
“There’s no need.” Scarlett Yates rejected directly and decisively, “Uncle Saxon, I came to this decision after careful consideration p>
As soon as she spoke, a piercing gaze was cast upon her from beside her.
She pretended not to notice and continued, “Now that Uncle Saxon is aware of this, there’s no need for me to stay here any longer p>
“Matthew, go see Scarlett out.” Roy Saxon was still trying to create an opportunity for the two of them.
“No need.” Scarlett Yates coldly refused, stood up, and walked out.
But someone still followed from behind.
She turned her head to see Matthew Saxon standing two steps away from her.
“I’ll see you out.” His expression was indifferent, his tone cold.
“No p>
Before Scarlett Yates could finish her refusal, he grabbed her hand. Regardless of her willingness, he pulled her downstairs with a sullen face and continued pulling her all the way to the garage, under the surprised gazes of others.
“Matthew Saxon, what are you doing, let go of me.” Scarlett Yates shook off his hand with a cold expression.
“There’s nothing but private cars here; no other vehicles will pass through. If you don’t let me take you, are you planning to walk back?” He let go, standing beside the car with a stern face, his narrow phoenix eyes slightly squinted, radiating an aura of danger from head to toe.
Scarlett Yates said coldly, “I’ll get someone to take me back. There’s no need to trouble you, young master p>
“Young master?” He was finally angered.
The long-suppressed anger, from going to her dorm at the hospital and being coldly driven out by her until now, finally erupted.
He gritted his teeth staring at her, as if he could eat her alive. His thin lips pressed into a straight line, he shouted, “Scarlett Yates, do you really want to be so distant with me, becoming strangers from now on p>