Thump thump thump...
Her heartbeat suddenly trembled violently, fast and heavy, and she seed stunned, motionless, her eyes wide open, staring at him blankly.
Perhaps her dazed expression pleased him.
Matthew Saxon suddenly chuckled softly, his lips curved slightly, his voice low and slow, "Scarlett Yates, whether you’re acting or truly unwilling to marry , you’ve successfully piqued my interest. It’s always been who says no, and your refusal makes very unhappy. What do you suggest I do?"
Seeing her still glaring at him as if not yet recovered, he smiled lightly again, his fingers landing on her chin, turning her face towards him, and said as if in negotiation, "Tell , should I punish you?"
The tone sounded like negotiation, but he didn’t leave her any room for compromise.
As soon as he finished speaking, his long narrow eyes squinted, revealing a hint of danger.
She finally snapped out of her shock, her expression changed, grabbing his hand sliding to her lips and throwing it off fiercely, angrily shouting, "Matthew Saxon, let go of ."
While speaking, she punched and kicked him.
Who would have thought that this man, still sitting in a wheelchair, had surprisingly strong power.
Her hand was firmly gripped by him, and she was completely trapped by him.
She used all her strength but couldn’t move him an inch, let alone escape from his hold.
She panicked and began shouting frantically, "Help! Help! Soone, please co, I’m being assaulted!"
Matthew’s face suddenly changed, angrily saying, "Stupid woman, what are you screaming about!"
Scarlett ignored him and continued to scream, "..."
In her urgency, she couldn’t rember exactly what she had said, probably all kinds of things to malign Matthew Saxon.
Beast in clothes, refined scum, human dog...
Insults of that sort ca thick and fast.
Matthew’s expression grew even darker, gritting his teeth, "Scarlett Yates, shut up."
But not only did she not listen, she raised her voice, "I’ll curse you, you hypocrite, you look proper outwardly, but inwardly you’re a beast in clothes to the core, a hypocrite, a shaless bastard, you..."
Matthew’s rage peaked, staring at her damned relentless little mouth, and without thinking, he lowered his head and kissed her, blocking all the vile words she hadn’t yet spat out.
At that mont, he had only one thought, which was to make the infuriating woman in front of him shut up.
The kiss, filled with anger, carried the nature of punishnt, devoid of any tenderness.
Scarlett was stunned.
"Clang." The suddenly audible sound pulled both shocked individuals back to reality.
The crisp and loud sound of shattering broke the eerie atmosphere.
"Young Master, Miss Yates, I saw nothing, continue, continue..." It was George’s voice.
He stood not far away, with a shocked expression on his face, and on the ground was a bowl shattered into pieces.
George was initially stunned, then embarrassed, finally with a bit of self-perceived understanding, he turned and quickly walked away.
Scarlett seed to co back to her senses.
Letting out a scream, she pushed Matthew away.
"George, listen to ..." She turned and chased after him, hurriedly trying to explain.
Misunderstanding, it’s a colossal misunderstanding!
"Madam, sir." George’s steps hadn’t crossed out, just turned around, and saw Roy Saxon and May Denton, who hadn’t had ti to change their clothes, standing behind him.
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