Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 508: Having a Tiff

She felt stifled, pent-up frustration hanging in her heart with no outlet, making her uncomfortable. Especially that he shamelessly kept sticking by her side, and that unreliable face of his was increasingly irritating to look at.

The red light flashed as Scarlett Yates was about to step onto the sidewalk when suddenly a car sped around the corner. Matthew Saxon was quick-eyed and swift-handed as he pulled her back just in time.

Watching the car speed past, he frowned and pressed her firmly by his side, holding her hand, "You almost got hit just now. Haven’t learned a lesson yet? Why are you in such a rush? Am I a flood or a beast that you can’t wait to avoid me?"

"Those women were really just asking for directions," he sighed, a bit helpless.

"I sacrificed my precious sleep time and arranged for your good sister to be at Saint Mercy. Are you really going to stay cold towards me forever?"

A few seconds later.

Suddenly, Scarlett Yates’ expression changed as she looked up at him, "What did you say? You arranged for Stella to work at Saint Mercy?"

"Instead of letting you worry every day, wouldn’t it be better to bring her over?"

Otherwise, she’d be constantly worrying about this and that, and he didn’t want to see her with a troubled frown.

"What you said is true? You’re not lying to me?" Huge joy descended upon her like a blessing, completely overshadowing her earlier displeasure and focusing all her attention on this matter.

She gripped Matthew Saxon’s hand tightly, her face flushed with excitement, "So, I can go to and from work with Stella every day from now on?"

Matthew Saxon curled his lips and said, "Exchange one breakfast for this good news; isn’t this meal worth you treating me to?"

"Treat, I’ll treat. If you’ve really arranged for Stella to come to Saint Mercy, don’t just say one meal, I’ll treat you to two, even three."

Having her best friend assigned to work at the same hospital as her was a wish Scarlett Yates had longed to fulfill.

Now with her dream coming true, how could she not be happy?

In an instant, her attitude toward Matthew Saxon flipped 180 degrees, from initially finding him unpleasant to suddenly seeing him as the best person in the world.

Seeing her this excited and delighted, practically dancing around, Matthew Saxon felt a twinge of jealousy.

One Stella Nelson seemed more important to her than he was.

After crossing the sidewalk, Scarlett Yates was still immersed in joy, "With Stella at Saint Mercy, she no longer has to fear that scumbag. In a new environment, it’s a new beginning."

Amidst the happiness, she realized Matthew Saxon did all this just to reassure her, warming her heart instantly.

Last night, she truly expressed a lot of concern for Stella Nelson in front of him, and she had thought about asking him to arrange for Stella to come over, but after considering it thoroughly, she ultimately didn’t ask.

Yet, unexpectedly, he took the initiative to solve the matter she worried about most.

"Matthew Saxon, thank you. You’ve helped Stella tremendously." She stopped, looked up, and sincerely expressed her gratitude.

"If it weren’t for your sighs and groans all through the night, I wouldn’t have intended to get involved in this." Matthew Saxon also stopped, his long, narrow eyes squinting slightly, offering a faint smile as he corrected her.

"I know."

Scarlett Yates smiled and said, "Anyway, I must thank you. If it weren’t for you, Stella staying at South Traditional Medicine Hospital, who knows how that jerk Max Quinn would’ve messed with her. By helping Stella, you’ve helped me too, so I have to thank you properly."