Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 652: Winning Her Heart
She felt that Angela was right.
If he didn’t have such a handsome face and wasn’t born into a wealthy family as a Young Master, how many women could actually tolerate his annoying personality?
"Please have a seat."
Matthew Saxon pointed to the seat across from him.
"Would you like something to eat?" After she sat down, he beckoned the waiter over.
He picked up the menu, flipped through it twice, then pointed to an image on one of the pages and said to her, "This dish is pretty good, want to give it a try?"
Scarlett Yates wasn’t very interested, she just nodded at whatever he suggested.
Seeing her lack of interest, Matthew raised an eyebrow, ordered a few dishes, and then handed the menu back. Resting his chin on one hand, he looked at her with his slender, captivating eyes: "Seeing me doesn’t make you happy at all?"
Scarlett slowly raised her head.
"Do you think I should be happy to see you?" she countered.
"So, you’re saying you’re not happy to see me?" He smiled slightly, with no sign of annoyance, as if he was just asking casually.
Not happy?
Scarlett asked herself inwardly.
When she knew Matthew Saxon was coming over, her first reaction was surprise, followed by an indescribable feeling.
She only felt troubled.
Her mind was full of troubles.
He seemed truly unwilling to let her go, yet there was no possibility between them anymore.
She couldn’t forgive Roy Saxon for what he did to her parents, nor could she forgive him for getting involved with Alexis Denton behind her back.
"I don’t see anything in me that makes you unable to let go," Scarlett frowned, her dark eyes steadily gazing at him, "Matthew, what exactly do you want from me?"
"What do you think there is about you that I would want?" He paused, a trace of mild anger passing through his eyes, his lips pressed tight.
"I don’t know either," Scarlett shook her head, speaking honestly, "For someone like you who lacks nothing, I really can’t figure out what you want from me."
Every time they met, she could easily ignite his anger.
Seeing her looking much better under Angela’s careful care, his mood had inadvertently improved as well, but that good mood was quickly ruined by her simple words.
Couldn’t she see what he wanted?
Besides her, what else could he want? What else could she give him?
If it weren’t for the fact that he had feelings for her, did she think that he would waste time coming all the way to another city just to see her face?
If he truly had nothing better to do, he could have easily gone to find women who were obedient and accommodating. Why make the effort to drive from one city to another just to see the attitude on her face?
Besides her, who else would dare to give him attitude?
Wasn’t his affection for her evident enough?
"Scarlett Yates, you know," After a moment of silence, Matthew furrowed his brow, his eyes deeply gazing at her with hidden anger, "You always knew what I wanted from you."
He wanted her, wanted her heart.
He had never felt so uncertain as he did now.
He didn’t know if she had room for him in her heart, he was afraid she had really fallen for someone else.
It was truly a ridiculous situation.
Once upon a time, only women were anxious and worried that he would have a change of heart, fearful that he would be attracted to someone else. For that reason, they did everything they could to please him, just to stay by his side a little longer.
