Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 676: This Man Has Great Eloquence

The car window was tightly closed.

The air inside the cabin seemed to have thinned considerably, and Scarlett Yates felt a bit difficulty in breathing.

She took a few deep breaths, turned her head away to evade the complex gaze of Maxwell Saxon that made her anxious, and reached out to open the car window. She looked at the flickering traffic lights across the street, and after a while, she spoke softly, "Maxwell Saxon, whether what you’re saying is true or a lie, you should know that you and I are simply impossible."

Everyone knows she once dated the second young master of the Saxon Family.

If she dated the first young master of the Saxon Family, what kind of person would she become?

Wouldn’t she really become that kind of disgraceful woman as Serena Lee described?

Besides, even if other factors were set aside, just emotionally speaking, she and Maxwell Saxon were impossible.

She really didn’t like him at all.

Whenever she saw him, she just wanted to run far away. Every time she met this man, he brought her news she didn’t want to know.

Her life had finally returned to peace, but his words shattered it once again.

At this moment, her mind was filled with the words he had just spoken. She truly couldn’t believe her mother indirectly caused Naomi Dougla’s death as a "murderer."

"If you think that because you saved me, I will feel grateful to you and then fall in love with you, you’re wrong." The wind outside the window gently brushed against her face, the cool breeze calming the restless flames in her heart.

She took a deep breath facing the window, slowly turned her gaze back, waited until her heart calmed a bit, then lifted her head to look at Maxwell Saxon again, "What I want most right now is to stay far away from the people of the Saxon Family. You saved me, I am grateful, but lets keep things separate. If it weren’t for this special situation, I wouldn’t want to be together with you."

She spoke very directly, somewhat heartlessly.

He saved her, yet she voiced such disdainful words to her lifesaver; she might indeed be called an ungrateful person.

"I know." It wasn’t the first time he had been treated with disdain by her. Maxwell Saxon remained calm, smiled while looking at her, and said lightly, "You have the right not to like me, but I also have the right to pursue what I want. Neither of us can impose our preferences on others, isn’t that right, Scarlett?"

His handsome face under the warm yellow light seemed to be coated with a warm hue, melting the coldness between his brows, making the contours of his face appear soft.

His gaze was gentle too, different from his usual mildness, a layer of shallow shimmer flowed through his dark eyes, and when he looked at her, the light in his eyes brightened.

Scarlett Yates felt that this man had a very good way with words.

He could quickly come up with some dignified reasons, leaving her unsure of how to counter them.

Indeed, she had the right to refuse someone, and he had the right to like someone, neither of them could force each other.

Today was really a special and extraordinary day.

She felt that tonight was filled with one shock after another.

Her mood was like riding a roller coaster, soaring high one moment, then being heavily thrown down the next.

Her heart was stimulated to the point where it almost stopped beating.

"Why did you tell me about Naomi Dougla’s matter?" Scarlett Yates, helplessly, had to change the subject, "You could have chosen not to tell me any of this, letting me directly misunderstand that the one causing my parents’ death was Uncle Saxon."