Chapter 758: Chapter 758 Are We Enemies?
She furrowed her brow, her young and beautiful face showing a hint of confusion: "Do you really think I’m a good match for the second young master?"
Scarlett Yates nodded, suppressing the sourness and heartache, insincerely saying, "Mm, I wish you happiness."
"You... don’t like the second young master anymore?" Softy looked at her suspiciously, half-believing her words.
"Miss Softy, he and I have broken up, and now the person with him is you, so there’s really no need to ask such aningless questions."
Thinking about the intimate interaction she just witnessed between Maxwell Saxon and Scarlett, Softy gradually believed her.
Perhaps she was overthinking it. Though Scarlett Yates was Matthew Saxon’s ex-girlfriend, she was now with Maxwell Saxon.
Objectively speaking, Maxwell Saxon was also a very outstanding man. From certain perspectives, won tended to be more attracted to n like Maxwell Saxon. After all, Matthew Saxon’s playboy reputation was well-known, coupled with his image of not taking things seriously, which gave an impression of being unreliable.
He’s like a flower that grows on a cliff, a flower with poisonous thorns, alluringly beautiful, but few dare to pick it.
Make the slightest mistake, and you could lose yourself completely. No matter how beautiful, it still makes people hesitate to approach.
Maxwell Saxon, however, was the complete opposite.
For years, his image had been very positive. He was once voted the man most won wanted to marry. Most won thought he was the most suitable husband.
Yet, Softy still felt uneasy inside.
Even if Scarlett Yates no longer liked Matthew Saxon, Matthew Saxon still couldn’t forget about her.
"Of course, the second young master now likes . No matter what happened between you two in the past, it’s all history now," Softy raised her head high, trying to appear like the rightful partner, "It is I who will be by his side in the future."
On their first eting, she rushed to declare her status, seemingly proud, but actually revealing her inner insecurity.
Scarlett looked at the young girl in front of her with a mildly amused mindset.
A man like Matthew Saxon is like the wind, coming and going without a trace. Who could possibly guarantee that they would always be by his side in the future?
Such a declaration inevitably sounded a bit ridiculous.
Scarlett didn’t want to entangle herself with her further, so she nodded, smiled, and said, "Of course, you will be the one by his side in the future. If Miss Softy has nothing else, I’ll be leaving now."
Just when she felt a bit better, her head started spinning again.
Scarlett Yates walked past Softy, with the sll of alcohol all over her, and left the bathroom.
Just as she ca out, after taking a couple of steps, she noticed a familiar figure leaning against the wall.
Scarlett froze for a mont, her expression changed slightly, she lowered her head, pretending she didn’t see, and continued walking forward.
As she was about to pass by Matthew Saxon, her arm tightened as he grabbed her.
With a sardonic smile on his lips, he pulled Scarlett in front of him, lifted the corners of his mouth, and his phoenix eyes half-narrowed in danger: "Scarlett Yates, are we enemies?"
The familiar scent infiltrated Scarlett’s nose, making her already dizzy head even dizzier.
Her heart panicked the mont she saw Matthew Saxon, and combined with her dizzy mind, she was dumbfounded, being pulled into his arms, she didn’t react for a long while.
By the ti her sanity slowly returned, Matthew Saxon had already pulled her to a room, opened the door, and dragged her into the darkness within.
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