Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 318: Sleeping as soundly as a pig

"Scarlett, do you want to know who that girl is?"

"No!"

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"Sleeping so soundly..."

"You little brat, do you want the Young Master to carry you down?"

"Scarlett Yates, are you pretending to sleep on purpose, waiting for me to carry you?"

So noisy, really so noisy...

Why is there a voice mumbling incessantly by my ear?

Scarlett Yates furrowed her brows in displeasure, reaching out aimlessly in the air, turned over, and continued dreaming.

Another soft laugh came from beside her, as if someone was standing right there, and then he reached out and picked her up.

Scarlett Yates snuggled drowsily in his arms, couldn’t help but take a deep breath, and mumbled softly in a half-dream, "It smells so good..."

She seemed to really like this scent, muttering as she took several more sniffs, like a cat seeking warmth, nuzzling deeper into his embrace.

This girl, when she’s awake, would blush bashfully and be all tongue-tied whenever he got a tiny bit close, avoiding him as much as she could.

But when she’s asleep, she’s much more obedient and adorable.

Matthew Saxon chuckled softly, seeing her head bobbing and resting on his arm, seemingly uncomfortable with the position, furrowing her brow, mumbling a few discontented words.

So he adjusted his posture, allowing her to sleep more comfortably.

George waited at the shore, and from the moment Matthew Saxon stepped off the yacht, he had seen everything that should and shouldn’t be seen.

Considering his Young Master seemed quite pleased despite being taken advantage of, George had nothing to question.

From the moment the Young Master decided to head to that small island across the way, George knew he was in deep.

Just how deep, George wasn’t sure, but it seemed it was more than mere interest.

After all, for her, the Young Master even left Alice Green behind, though he thought the Young Master should have stayed away from Alice Green anyway.

"Young Master, Miss Yates hasn’t drunk too much, has she?" As he got closer, George noticed the previously pristine shirt of the Young Master was now all wrinkled.

No need to ask to know it must be the work of the woman in his arms.

Since his Young Master showed no displeasure about it, George decided to mind his own business.

"She fell asleep." While speaking, Matthew Saxon glanced down at Scarlett Yates again, seemingly disdainful, "Sleeping like a log, can’t wake her for anything."

With words full of disdain, yet unwilling to let go.

"Has he arrived?" Matthew Saxon approached the black Bentley parked nearby.

George opened the car door and said before he got in, "Yes."

Matthew Saxon smiled with a curve of his lips, yet there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, "Pretty fast."

With that, he carried Scarlett Yates into the car. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

The scenery outside the window passed by swiftly, disappearing as quickly as the mocking smile at the corner of Matthew Saxon’s lips.

The person in his arms seemed to stir, drawing Matthew Saxon’s gaze back from the window.

He lowered his head slightly and saw Scarlett Yates, who had been in a deep sleep, finally waking up.

Her eyelids fluttered a few times, then slowly opened.

Just waking up, with a confused look still on her face, she blinked and gazed at him with her sleepy eyes.

Apparently, she hadn’t recognized him yet.

Matthew Saxon couldn’t help but smile, "Finally awake, slept like a log. Scarlett Yates, were you out thieving last night?"