"Hmm, I’m fine, just a little bit dizzy, but I can still go by myself," Scarlett Yates said while rubbing her brow.
"Alright then, I’ll wait for you here. If you feel uncomfortable, we can leave at any ti."
"But, hasn’t the charity auction yet to start?" Scarlett is desperate to leave. In front of Matthew Saxon and Softy, she feels utterly embarrassed.
She overestimated her ability to endure. She thought she could remain calm and composed at the banquet even if she saw Matthew Saxon.
But now, a single glance from Matthew makes her heart ache. His words cut like a knife; she feels she can’t take it anymore. If she can’t find an excuse to leave, she’s afraid she’ll disgrace herself by doing sothing embarrassing.
So she desperately holds back her tears, determined not to cry in such a public setting.
Maxwell Saxon’s voice is very gentle, even more than usual. His dark eyes tenderly watch her as he quietly says, "I could have Uncle Thompson handle it."
"Can we do that?"
"Yes."
"Then... wait for . I’ll be right out." She felt like such a coward. Despite all the ntal preparation she’d done before coming, it proved useless once she saw Matthew Saxon.
She’s still the sa as before. Faced with people and things she doesn’t want to confront, she just wants to escape.
Just like now, she doesn’t even dare to look at Matthew Saxon anymore. Having agreed with Maxwell Saxon, she buried her head and turned towards the restroom.
Her head feels dizzy, but she’s not yet unable to walk; her steps just feel a bit floaty as if she’s lost her footing.
Earlier, when one looked down and the other looked up, they whispered so closely, like lovers murmuring sweet nothings. Matthew Saxon had been watching with a raging fury inside. As soon as Scarlett left, he released Softy, his eyes blazing and he sneered, "She’s left, and you still can’t peel your eyes away. Big brother is truly bewitched."
Matthew Saxon did not hide the sarcasm in his voice, his smile flippant. "At this rate, I’m probably going to have a taste of big brother’s wedding candies soon."
Maxwell Saxon smiled and nodded slightly. "If she’s willing, I’d want to marry her right away."
"Marry?" Matthew Saxon’s eyes burned with increasing anger, his mouth curling contemptuously, "It wasn’t long ago big brother ntioned wanting to marry Alice Green. Big brother’s love cos fast and leaves fast. In just a few short months, Alice Green was out of favor. I’m curious to see how long Scarlett will last this ti."
"As long as she’s willing to nod, I can get the marriage license with her tomorrow," Maxwell Saxon said, smiling softly, his expression unexpectedly tender. "Matthew, what you said earlier was right. She will surely beco your sister-in-law."
"Oh, really?" Matthew Saxon asked indifferently, pulling a slight smirk. "Then, let congratulate big brother on winning the fair lady ahead of ti."
Maxwell Saxon chuckled and glanced at the bewildered Softy standing beside him. "And I wish you and Miss Softy a long-lasting relationship."
Matthew Saxon followed his gaze to look at Softy, his eyes indifferent. "This girl is still unattached and just accompanying to the banquet. I’m afraid I can’t accept big brother’s blessing."
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