Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 188: Destined
The handsome face suddenly enlarged before her eyes, and he slightly lifted his lips, motioning to kiss her...
With a startled scream, Scarlett Yatesโs first reaction was to cover her mouth. ๐ฏ๐ง๐๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฃ๐ค๐๐ฎ๐ต.๐๐ค๐ข
She repeatedly pleaded, "No... stop, stop, Iโll shut up right away."
Just as he was about to kiss her, she suddenly begged for mercy, and Matthew Saxon sighed lightly, somewhat regretfully.
Really, it was just a tiny bit away.
He unwillingly stared at her lips for several more glances, seeing Scarlett Yates looking as if she was facing a great enemy, he found it both amusing and irritating.
Only she would be able to reject him to this extent.
After all, no matter how unimpressive, he held the title of the leading young master of A City, and from any angle, he wasnโt someone to demean.
How come in front of her, itโs as if he appeared terribly plain, utterly rejected by her?
Fortunately, this was not the first time he was rejected by her.
Being rejected so many times, Matthew Saxon actually felt he got used to it.
Even though he felt a bit uncomfortable, he didnโt lose his temper, lowered his head, and began to continue tormenting her little face...
Matthew Saxon rarely did such things, his movements were awkward and stiff, yet his eyes were fixed on her face, his expressionless handsome face was so close that if he leaned in just a little more, he would kiss her forehead.
Scarlett Yatesโs heartbeat began to stir uneasily again, pounding faster and faster, as if her heart housed a thousand little drums.
Matthew Saxon always carried a faint scent of musk, subtle yet alluring.
She once suspected whether there was some dizzying spice added to his cologne.
Because she was already starting to feel completely intoxicated...
That enticing fragrance, like the most exquisite wine, made her feel drunk.
"Now... should... should it be clean now?" She asked with a flushed face, not daring to look at him, stuttering.
Matthew Saxonโs movements stopped, his long, narrow phoenix eyes focused on her little face, seemingly inspecting it thoroughly before nodding earnestly, "Mm, finally no longer like a little kitten."
Avoiding his gaze, she coughed lightly and said, "Then... then can we leave now?"
In truth, her face wasnโt really that dirty to need such a long time to clean.
Matthew Saxon just thought her soft and delicate cheeks felt very comfortable to knead, so he tormented them a bit longer.
The tear stains on her face had long been wiped clean, with not a trace left.
But her eyes were still red and swollen, like two big light bulbs, both funny and unsightly, and the hair on her forehead was messy as if it hadnโt been combed.
Her brows were still furrowed, her nose wrinkled occasionally, with a large patch of red on the tip.
When other women cried, it was like pear blossoms bathed in rain, delicate and moving.
Yet, when she cried, snotty and teary, not only was her face dirtied from crying, her hair was also crying into a mess, looking so sloppy and devoid of any beauty.
A woman like this, in ordinary life, he wouldnโt even bother glancing at.
If it werenโt for that marriage arrangement, he would not have had any connection with such a woman in this lifetime.
Thinking of this, Matthew Saxonโs hand movements couldnโt help but pause.
But fate insisted on making such an arrangement, setting up their acquaintance.
At first, he resisted and despised this so-called "destined fate," but gradually, unbeknownst to him, he was no longer so resistant to her.
