Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 419: Forget That Woman

In the heavy darkness of the night, Henry Dales looked utterly terrible. His face pale beyond normalcy, the dim light casting over him made his face appear ghostly, devoid of any color.

How could this be, is he ill?

If it weren’t for Matthew Saxon being here, she really wanted to ask.

The shock in her eyes was too obvious; she opened her eyes wide, staring steadily at Henry, her face also showing a very surprised expression.

Seeing her slightly widened eyes and the astonishment revealed in her soft, bright eyes, a faint smile appeared on Henry’s lips.

There was a hint of bitterness in his smile, along with a shadow of desolation.

Not to mention her surprise, even if he saw the person in the mirror, he would find it unfamiliar.

Lately, his illness has been flaring up more frequently. Knowing that he needs to control and stabilize his emotions to manage his condition, how could he stay calm upon hearing she was in trouble?

He worried about her.

In the days she was unconscious, he lived very poorly.

As long as she hadn’t awakened, his heart remained unsettled and tense; counting the days, he had suffered insomnia for three consecutive nights.

Poor eating and resting led to a deteriorated mental state, aggravating his condition as a consequence.

Jack Smith even scolded him for this, arguing with him, bluntly saying if he continued to value personal feelings so highly, he shouldn’t delude himself into thinking he could revive the Dales Family.

In Jack’s eyes, so-called love was nothing but worthless junk, and a man with ambition who immerses himself in trivial romances could achieve nothing great.

"Young Master, I always thought you were rational and clear-headed enough to separate personal feelings from important matters, but now, I realize I misjudged you. Look at how you are now, you can’t even take care of yourself, yet you dream of reviving the Dales Clan?

"Young Master, forget about that woman. You’ve seen it yourself; she belongs to Matthew Saxon. No matter how much you like her, it’s pointless. Don’t forget you already have a fiancée. Miss Rosie Wood is your future wife; you ought to focus more on her. Do you remember the purpose of the Dales Family and Wood Family union, Young Master?"

"Young Master, don’t let me down."

"If you continue like this, you’ll only hurt yourself and worry the Master. You’re his only son."

Jack’s words still echoed in his ears.

He still remembered the hint of disappointment in Jack’s eyes when he left.

He was grateful it was night.

In this way, he could conceal his emotions in the darkness, seeing her being held in Matthew Saxon’s arms, for a moment, he really wanted to rush forward and snatch her away.

He was jealous of Matthew Saxon, jealous of him being able to embrace her openly and possess her.

And all of this, to him, was undoubtedly wishful thinking.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Dales, for your concern. I’m much better now. May I ask what brings you to see me?" After examining him silently for a moment, Scarlett Yates asked, her eyes complex.

"Scarlett, I’ll be leaving here tomorrow." It was as if he wanted to engrave her into his mind; Henry Dales’s gaze was deep and focused, his black, gentle eyes quietly and deeply gazing at her.

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