Chapter 1230: Like Ordering a Servant Around
Unlike those pungent perfume scents, it’s a faint and natural smell, not at all offensive to him.
Scarlett Yates took out the chamber pot, her expression somewhat unnatural, touched her nose, and her eyes flickered left and right, too embarrassed to look at Matthew Saxon: "O-okay, you can use it now."
Matthew Saxon didn’t say anything.
Then, Scarlett Yates heard some rustling sounds and realized he was taking off his pants, making her face even hotter.
Heat escaped from her pores, turning her cheeks a bright red.
After a while, he felt Matthew Saxon’s hand reach over: "Now, I can hold it myself."
Scarlett Yates hurriedly handed the urinal to him as if it were a hot potato: "I’ll wait outside then."
After speaking, she stood up, her back to Matthew Saxon, her posture extremely stiff, indicating her nervous state.
"Aren’t we husband and wife?" As she tried to move farther away to avoid him, Matthew Saxon asked casually.
He must feel awkward because of his amnesia, but doesn’t she remember everything?
As his wife, isn’t her reaction a bit abnormal?
Scarlett Yates paused in her steps, remained silent for a few seconds, and whispered, "We... just got married not long ago."
"Oh? So, we haven’t done some of those things a couple should do?" Seeing her so shy, Matthew Saxon knew he guessed right.
That was indeed interesting.
They were already married, yet hadn’t done it.
Given what Matthew Saxon knew about himself, if the woman he forgot was someone he liked, he wouldn’t be able to resist touching her unless there was something wrong with his body.
"Y-you should handle your needs first." Scarlett Yates took a few more steps forward, standing a bit further away from him.
Matthew Saxon seemed to let out a low chuckle, which Scarlett Yates wasn’t sure if she misheard.
After a while, Scarlett Yates heard the trickling sound of water, not very loud, but in such a quiet place, it was quite clear.
Thinking of Matthew Saxon right behind her... her face heated up again, and she reached out to touch her face, feeling her cheeks burning like they were on fire.
The sound of water stopped, and before hearing Matthew Saxon’s voice, Scarlett Yates still kept her back to him, not daring to turn around immediately.
"I’m done." Matthew Saxon’s voice was not as uncomfortable as before, emotionless, indifferent, "Help me pour it out."
That tone was like ordering a servant.
It seems this manner of his won’t change before he regains his memory.
Right now, he considers her a stranger, so it’s normal to order her around, as Matthew Saxon has always been this kind of person; his attitude was never pleasant to those he didn’t care much about.
Otherwise, the second young master of the Saxon Family wouldn’t be known for his arrogance and pride.
In Z City, when mentioning Matthew Saxon, people always say: Oh, you mean that little tyrant from the Saxon Family, huh? He’s quite the arrogant playboy, doesn’t regard anyone, but he has the right to be arrogant, after all, his father Roy Saxon spoils this youngest son to the extreme.
Scarlett Yates resignedly sighed.
Why did she happen to end up in such a melodramatic situation? Fortunately, it’s only temporary, or she’d really go crazy.