Chapter 85: A One-Year Deadline
She thought, Matthew Saxon felt the same about her.
Both deeply disliked each other, if they really got married, it would undoubtedly plunge themselves into deep trouble, enduring inhuman torment from then on.
She put away her playful expression, looked down at him, "Shall we talk?"
Matthew Saxon curled his lips with amusement, "Talk again?"
Scarlett Yates showed a struggling expression, hesitated for a few seconds, and nodded, "It’s about our fake dating..."
He wasn’t surprised at all, everything was within his expectations, he curled his lips and ordered matter-of-factly, "I need to go for a walk in the garden."
Scarlett Yates walked behind him, and following his instructions, wheeled him out through the back door.
The Saxon Family’s garden was extremely beautiful.
A small bridge over flowing water, pavilions and towers, at first glance, it looked like the residence of a noble family from ancient times.