Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 152 Stay Away, Don’t Bother Me
He leaned in, winked at Scarlett Yates, and flashed a smile he believed was captivating, "You look a lot like a friend of mine. I felt a strong attraction the moment I saw you. How about we become friends?"
The man had a handsome face, narrow and long peach blossom eyes, a high nose bridge, and lips as bright as peonies. When he smiled, the corners of his eyes slightly turned up, giving an especially flirtatious aura.
His features were both beautiful and delicate, the quintessential playboy look.
As if to complement his appearance, he wore a pink shirt.
Despite its garish and provocative color, it didn’t seem vulgar on him.
This was his usual way of hitting on women, though clichéd, it was always effective.
Every woman he approached had never failed to fall for it.
Unfortunately, this time he encountered Scarlett Yates.
He leaned very close.
A faint scent of perfume wafted over from him.
Those narrow, long peach blossom eyes were full of allure, winking at Scarlett Yates suggestively.
However, those seductive eyes that charmed others only made Scarlett Yates frown.
The image of Matthew Saxon immediately flashed in her mind.
That annoying and hateful man also had a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes.
Sure enough, do all men with peach blossom eyes flirt and hit on women casually everywhere?
Because of Matthew Saxon, she grew to dislike the man in front of her too. She shook her head fiercely like a rattle drum and said, "I don’t like you; I don’t want to be friends with you."
Having drunk too much, she spoke like a child, and her rejection sounded almost coquettish to the man.
He was taken aback at first, then couldn’t help but chuckle.
Thick-skinned and relentless, he refused to leave, instead clinging on shamelessly and said, "Miss, acquaintance comes first and closeness later. Everyone starts as strangers and gradually become familiar friends. If you give me a chance, after tonight, our relationship can rapidly advance."
After speaking, he leaned in closer, and his hand restlessly pressed down on Scarlett Yates’ hand, "My name is Knox Simmons, I’m 23 years old, 186 cm tall. I have an elder brother and sister; I’m the youngest in a three-member family. I work as a doctor at a third-rate small hospital. My father, Harry Simmons, runs a small business. My mother, Jasmine Hughes, just retired. We have a few houses, not large, but livable. Currently, I haven’t bought a car."
"Miss, this is all my basic information, anything else you’d like to know? If you’d like, I can tell you more in detail, but let’s change the setting to continue our conversation."
Having said all this, he watched Scarlett Yates’ face, waiting for her to react like other women, either dumbfounded or exclaimed.
However, Scarlett Yates’ reaction was completely unexpected.
After listening to him, she frowned slightly, then pulled her hand away and surprisingly gave a forceful shove, fiercely yelling at him, "Get away! Stop bothering me."
That move truly caught him off guard.
Knox Simmons fell awkwardly to the ground.
In the crowded space, several people hurried over, anxiously trying to help him up, "Young Master, are you alright?"
"The Young Master has fallen; quickly help him up."
"Who was so blind to dare lay hands on our Young Master?"
Knox Simmons seemed stunned from the fall, unmoving.
The Blackwear Locale assisting him were even more panic-stricken, "Young Master, Young Master, are you alright?"
