Maxwell responded flatly, the pain on the back of his hand drawing his attention. He looked down at his palm wrapped like a dumpling, pondered for a few seconds, and then turned his cold eyes toward the car window.
A voice deep inside, only audible to himself, softly arose.
Scarlett, do you really not rember ? Nor what you promised ?
No one answered him.
He pulled up a weary smile at the corners of his mouth, rubbed his tired eyes, and let out an almost inaudible sigh.
--
On the way back, Scarlett’s phone rang.
A familiar na flashed on the screen.
She stared blankly at the screen for a few seconds, then hung up the call.
A few seconds later, the phone screen lit up again.
The familiar na jumped and flashed on the screen once more.
Scarlett unhesitatingly cut it off again.
"Miss, we’re here." The taxi stopped outside the hospital entrance. After paying, Scarlett opened the car door and got out, and at that instant, her phone rang again.
This ti, it was the sound of a text ssage.
She bit her lip, her fingers pressing on the icon to open the text, hesitated for a long ti, but couldn’t resist opening the ssage.
The text contained just a few simple words, carrying Matthew Saxon’s usual arrogant tone. As Scarlett read the ssage, she could already imagine Matthew’s expression and tone when he said these words.
Scarlett, hang up the phone one more ti and see how I’ll deal with you.
Then, the phone rang once more.
Scarlett read the ssage back and forth, sneered, and when the phone rang again, she directly cut off the call and turned off the phone.
She wanted to see how he’d deal with her after she hung up on him.
The news of Emmy being taken away quickly spread throughout the hospital.
And, of course, the tale of how Matthew Saxon heroically saved her from Emmy’s attack by taking a stab for her, similarly spread throughout the hospital.
Even the cleaning lady at the hospital couldn’t restrain her boundless gossiping interest when she saw Scarlett. She grabbed her, dragged her into a corner, and mysteriously asked, "Oh, Miss Yates, is what they say true? That both of the exceptional handso Saxon brothers have fallen for you? One bankrupted soone’s company for you, and the other risked his life, taking a stab to protect you—going chest-first into the knife to shield you. Is that true?"
Scarlett: "..."
Looking around the hospital, it seed only the cleaning lady was willing to approach her. But, why did she want to die when Aunt Chapman spoke?
"Uh, Aunt Chapman, where did you hear this from?" Scarlett wiped the cold sweat off her forehead, shocked by the statent that both brothers had fallen for her.
And, what’s this about Maxwell risking his life to take a stab for her?
He was clearly hurt on his hand, nowhere near his chest, so why were people spreading rumors?
The cleaning lady raised her brows, rather pleased, and said, "It was Aunt Lewis in the kitchen who told . She said she saw with her own eyes when the Saxon family’s elder young master blocked the knife for you. That knife went in white and ca out red, leaving a big gash on his chest, with blood flowing everywhere, from outside the hospital entrance all the way to the ergency room."
"..."
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