Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 370: She Died?
He’s afraid of nothing.
From childhood to adulthood, it’s always others who fear him. Has there ever been anything that could make him feel afraid?
Yet his fingers are trembling.
Until he touched her nose, feeling the faintest, weakest breath, it was as if he had walked through the gates of hell, drenched all over.
The cold sweat on his face mixed with the rain, sliding down his defined features.
"Young Master, Miss Yates, she..." George hurriedly ran over and finally found Matthew Saxon, but was shocked by his current appearance.
In just ten short minutes, Matthew Saxon’s complexion had turned remarkably bad, as if all the color had drained from his face, making him look as pale as a ghost.
Beside him, the usually lively and energetic Scarlett Yates lay in the muddy water, surrounded by blood behind her head, motionless, her face a deathly pale, with seemingly not a trace of life left.
Is she... dead?
George, with one hand still shielding a bothersome bush, paused as he stepped in.
His figure froze.
Honestly, he didn’t have any particularly strong feelings towards Scarlett.
But because of the relationship between her and Matthew Saxon, he paid extra attention to her.
But seeing her now, seemingly lifeless in the rain, he felt a tinge of sadness.
She better not really be gone; never had he wished so intensely for her to live well.
At least, for their Young Master’s sake, she must live well.
The Young Master has developed feelings for her; if she truly died, he would be heartbroken, devastated.
Matthew Saxon picked up the unconscious Scarlett Yates, turned around, and walked briskly back.
"Her head is injured. Contact the hospital immediately, and as soon as we reach the dock, head there straight away."
"Yes, Young Master." George felt much relieved upon hearing Matthew Saxon say this.
Thank goodness, Scarlett is still alive. Seeing her just now, lying motionless with a deathly pallor, had really worried him.
On the way back, Matthew Saxon walked briskly.
No, he was practically running all the way back.
He dared not hold onto any hope; even though he’d found her, even though she was still alive, the wound on her back head couldn’t be ignored.
Who on earth?
Who could have dealt such a brutal blow, forcing her to her death?
Everyone knew she was his, Matthew Saxon’s woman, and he couldn’t fathom anyone daring to oppose the Saxon Family so recklessly. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
The Saxon Clan is vast, having developed the Seymour Consortium to such a commanding stature. Naturally, it has made numerous enemies over time.
Yet, regardless of how many enemies the Saxon Family has, none have dared to harm a member of the Saxon Family.
Because this means, once discovered, they’d face a fate worse than death.
Scarlett Yates is just an ordinary girl without any status or background, and her presence poses no threat to anyone.
The chilling rain poured over his face again and again as he carried Scarlett Yates out of the woods, his eyes filled with cold murder, the aura of coldness surrounding him forcing others to retreat.
That cold, murderous gaze flashed in his bloodshot eyes, making his appearance resemble that of Asura emerging from hell.
