Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?

Feeling awkward and uncertain about how to handle this sudden situation, suddenly, her hand tightened, and a strong force pulled her forward. Caught off guard, she toppled onto Matthew Saxon.

His arm wrapped around her waist like a scorching iron.

Her cries were quickly muffled between his lips and teeth.

An unexpected kiss swept through her like a storm.

Scarlett Yates didn’t even have a chance to catch her breath.

The room’s temperature seemed to soar, making Scarlett feel like she was about to faint from the heat.

"Mm, Matthew... let go..." Her hands pounded on his back, her voice sounding shattered and intermittently breaking.

But he didn’t heed her at all, seizing her with a fierce and aggressive fervor, with no intention of releasing her.

Only when Scarlett’s vision blurred and she was on the brink of passing out did the grip on her waist slightly loosen.

Matthew Saxon pressed his forehead against hers, breathing lightly, one hand pinching her chin, speaking word by word: "Dare to lie to me, this is your punishment. Next time if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will personally prove to you whether I have any functional issues."

Matthew Saxon had kissed her...

Scarlett Yates seemed dazed by his kiss, her eyes wide open, staring at him dumbfounded.

She was genuinely a bit stunned.

Just a moment ago, he was full of disdain for her, yet suddenly kissed her.

The kiss wasn’t a delicate brush like a dragonfly’s touch, it came like an unexpected storm — fast, urgent, and intense, and it frightened her a bit.

A man who verbally scorns her but suddenly kisses her — what is he really thinking?

Could it be, as he said, that the kiss was merely a punishment?

None of that mattered anymore; what mattered was that Scarlett now clearly felt the change in Matthew Saxon’s body.

Earlier she spread rumors about him having certain problems, but now, he immediately used this way to prove not only has he no problems, but he is very healthy...

Scarlett’s face grew stiff, she dared not move, only lightly pushed him away, her voice very soft: "Matthew Saxon, let go of me."

After the earlier round of punishment, her momentum weakened considerably, speaking softly, faintly, like the buzz of a mosquito.

Matthew Saxon didn’t move, curled his lips, his Peach Blossom Eyes deep like a sea, laughing pleasantly: "Scarlett Yates, with such poor skills, you still dare say you’ve had several boyfriends? Were all your boyfriends’ kissing skills so poor? You’ve changed several partners, yet still don’t know how to kiss?"

Scarlett’s face reddened, glaring at him: "You think everyone is as experienced as you, having seen countless people? We stick to a pure love route, don’t you understand!"

"A pure love route?" He seemed to hear a joke, a low laugh rumbled in his throat, laughing until tears almost flowed, "So truly, no man has touched you yet?"

Realizing this, any gloom in his heart instantly dissipated, the oppressive feeling on his chest vanished completely.

The discomfort throughout his body vanished as well.

In short, Matthew Saxon suddenly felt relaxed, as if every pore on his body opened to breathe in fresh air, all strange feelings returned to normal.