Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 664 It Seems Like Someone Is Following You

She had been in A City for over a month but hadn’t visited South Lake yet.

It’s said that South Lake is incredibly beautiful at night, and no matter how restless your heart is, it will calm down there.

The driver glanced at her. Although he felt it wasn’t necessary to meddle, seeing her as a pitiable heartbroken little girl, he couldn’t help but say, "Miss, aren’t you afraid of the danger of going so far alone at night?"

Scarlett Yates smiled at him without speaking.

The driver continued, "Why not choose another place? I know a place that’s quite suitable for people nursing a broken heart."

Scarlett was taken aback, frowning, "Who said I’m heartbroken?"

She and Matthew Saxon had broken up long ago; how could this count as heartbreak now?

The driver smiled knowingly, "I could tell the moment you got in the car. You heartbroken young girls all look the same. I’m telling you, it’s just a man. There are plenty of good men in the world. Why be sad? Out with the old, in with the new."

Scarlett moved her lips but maintained a blank expression, "I’m not heartbroken. You got it wrong."

The driver smiled and said nothing more, thinking she was just too proud to admit it.

"Miss, do you really want to go to South Lake?" The car turned a corner, and he asked again.

"Yes."

She insisted on going, so the driver saw no point in further meddling.

He had said what he needed to say, fulfilling his duty as a stranger.

After another twenty minutes, the taxi stopped outside the South Lake scenic area.

After paying, just as Scarlett was about to get out, the driver suddenly called her back, turned his head, gesturing mysteriously behind him with a lowered voice, "I’m not sure if I saw it wrong, but it seemed like a car was following us. Be careful since you’re alone."

"Was there a car following? What kind of car?" Scarlett frowned in confusion.

Could it be that Matthew Saxon followed her?

Impossible. He wouldn’t have time to chase her now.

Alexis Denton was pregnant, and he needed to comfort the mother of his future baby, not her.

The driver hesitantly said, "I didn’t see clearly, but it looked like a luxury car. Maybe I was mistaken."

She was just an average girl; a car like that wouldn’t be trailing her unless she was mistaken.

Scarlett thought the driver must have been mistaken.

Still, she smiled at him, "Thanks, sir."

After getting out, Scarlett felt a bit cold.

She wore only a thin shirt, short-sleeved, stained with wine on the hem, not yet fully evaporated. The wind blew through that wet spot, seeping into her skin.

Her bare arms bristled with goosebumps from the cold.

Her face still bore a faint scent of wine, even though she had wiped it clean with wet wipes.

Tonight, she had been utterly embarrassed.

In public, Alexis Denton scolded her mercilessly and drenched her in wine.

She felt like a mistress caught red-handed by the rightful wife.

Then, she neither dared to retaliate nor to argue.

Thinking back, she realized had been truly cowardly.

At that moment, she didn’t even have time to feel angry; all she wanted was to escape from that uncomfortable place.

There, in the presence of Matthew and Alexis, she felt like an extra.

A heavy feeling was pressing on her heart like a boulder, and she felt she might suffocate if she didn’t leave quickly.