Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?

When he turned around, Matthew Saxon had already tidied up and was sitting there looking at her with a mysterious gaze.

Scarlett Yates slowly walked over, took the bedpan from his hand, then went to the bathroom to empty it. She washed it thoroughly before bringing it back.

Everything was cleaned up, and when she looked up, Matthew was still watching her, his long Peach Blossom Eyes half-closed, with the same inscrutable expression, as if he were studying some new discovery.

Scarlett met his gaze for a few seconds, blinked, and directly asked, "Is there something you want to ask me?"

"Yes." Matthew was straightforward as well. Since she asked, he didn’t beat around the bush, "How did we meet, and why did we get married?"

Seeing his interest in past events, Scarlett organized her thoughts, sat on the bed, and after a moment, slowly said, "Our families arranged our engagement when we were very young."

"Childhood betrothal?" Matthew was a bit surprised, then frowned, his tone ambiguous between happiness and annoyance, "Nowadays, it’s rare to see people getting betrothed as children. So, I married you to fulfill the marriage contract?"

If that’s true, it wouldn’t be hard to explain why he married this seemingly unremarkable woman.

He knew Roy Saxon well and placed a higher value on reputation than anything else. Even if he wasn’t willing, Roy would have forced him to marry the woman in front of him.

"It started that way." Thinking about how he forgot about her made Scarlett uncomfortable. She wanted to vent a bit, so she added, "But later on, you fell in love with me at first sight, went through all sorts of trouble to pursue me, and proposed to me seven or eight times. I was really driven up the wall by you, so I had no choice but to reluctantly agree to you."

Anyway, no one would know about these small and private matters.

She claimed he fell in love with her at first sight. Was he really going to investigate the truth?

Scarlett lied without blushing, looking him in the eye with a sincere expression. "So, I married you because you were insanely in love with me, and luckily, I had a tiny crush on you too, so I agreed."

Matthew was silent for a few seconds, then smiled, his deep, captivating Peach Blossom Eyes lingering on Scarlett’s face before raising an eyebrow: "I fell in love with you at first sight?"

"That’s right."

"And went through all sorts of trouble to pursue you?"

"Yes."

"Proposed to you seven or eight times?"

"That’s how it was."

"And you reluctantly agreed to me?"

"Of course, you know, I just graduated from university and didn’t want to become a housewife so early. But your crazy pursuit moved me over time. Seeing that you genuinely liked me, I reluctantly agreed."

The curve of Matthew’s thin lips deepened. "It seems I must be madly in love with you then."

"Of course, and to make me happy, you even performed a striptease for me, though you mustn’t remember these things now."

"I gave you a striptease?" Matthew’s smile didn’t reach his eyes.

Could this woman put some effort into lying? Is she telling such made-up stories to amuse him, treating him like a three-year-old child?

Earlier, who was it that turned their back on him the whole time and didn’t dare to look him in the eye? And who was blushing like a monkey’s bottom just now?