Her attitude instantly changed 180 degrees, twisting the bag, and she trotted over, eagerly setting out the lunch boxes one by one.
With a sycophantic smile on her lips, she opened the lunch box earnestly, and held it with both hands, presenting it in front of him, her eyes curved as she looked at Matthew Saxon, her voice was soft and gentle, sweet enough to be cloying, "Young Master Saxon, is there anything else you want to eat? I’ll go out and buy it right away."
Such deliberate flattery only earned a disdainful look from Matthew Saxon.
That night she looked completely humiliated and slapped him, and now she’s shalessly trying to please him, proves she is indeed a very pragmatic woman; for the sake of interest, she can even discard her dignity.
He laughed coldly, contempt filled his eyes, yet he slowly took the lunch box from her hands.
"Matthew, you’re injured now, you need to recuperate well, how can outside junk food have any nutrition? I made soup for you, drink a bit of it." Alice Green’s face didn’t look good, she just sent Scarlett Yates out, and Matthew Saxon deliberately kept her, clearly not giving her face.
He always cared about her feelings the most, yet now he completely disregards her, treating her coldly like a stranger.
Matthew Saxon’s fingers were beautiful, his slender, clean fingers holding chopsticks, elegantly as if handling a work of art, stirring carelessly in the lunch box, lazily lifting his eyes, "Miss Green, although you’re about to marry my brother, there’s no need to rush into a sister-in-law’s role so soon and worry about ."
Alice seed to suffer a heavy blow, her swaying body weakly shook a few tis.
Yet Matthew didn’t even glance at her, unceremoniously ordering her to leave, "Miss Green, if there’s nothing else, please leave."
A trace of a desolate, sorrowful smile appeared on Alice’s pallid face, tears fell one by one under the successive blows, "Matthew, I’m sorry."
"Have you finished?" Faced with the weeping, pitiful beauty, Matthew Saxon showed no tenderness, ordering George outside, "George, escort Miss Green out."
Before George could co in, Alice left crying.
The glance she cast at Matthew before leaving was filled with resentnt, pain, lingering attachnt...
The wontons in the lunch box were stirred into a mush, making it unappetizing to look at.
Matthew Saxon narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint layer of cold light floated in his dark pupils, his tightly pressed lips slightly moved, "You go out too."
Scarlett Yates was stunned, a bit bewildered, "Young Master Saxon?"
The cold gaze slowly settled on her, inch by inch, sharp and oppressive, making Scarlett Yates feel a little breathless.
His voice was very light, very slow, each word exceptionally clear, "Scarlett Yates, go out."
Scarlett was stunned again, realizing only then that Matthew Saxon’s expression wasn’t right.
He was injured, though it’s a minor injury, he had quite a few wounds and lost a lot of blood, so he originally didn’t look well, but now he appeared even paler.
The anger in his eyes illuminated his bloodshot eyes.
Scarlett imdiately understood, it seems this notoriously flirtatious young master’s heart was genuinely moved, but unfortunately, he fell for soone he shouldn’t have.
She tactfully didn’t say another word, turned around, silently walked out, and gently closed the door behind her.
Now, he probably just wants to be alone quietly.
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