Chapter 1338: Honey, Have You Been Waiting Long for Me?
Listening to those sweet nothings come so naturally from those sexy, enticing lips, Scarlett Yates’ anger flared up several notches.
While she was worrying about whether he could leave the hospital smoothly, he was here happily flirting with women.
Did he forget he’s already married?
Even if he doesn’t remember her, he should know she’s his wife, and as a married man, shouldn’t he restrain his behavior?
But what did she see...
She actually saw her beloved husband flirting with girls, and looking quite pleased about it.
In such a short time, he was already touching someone else’s hand. If she had come a bit later, would they have ended up hugging and kissing?
The anger in Scarlett Yates’ eyes burned more and more fiercely, as if wishing to chop off that wolf paw resting on the armrest.
Shameless, despicable, dogs in heat!
"Are Mr. Saxon’s words sincere?" The stewardess’ eyes grew more enchanting, her voice coy, her face barely concealing delight, as Matthew Saxon’s sweet words easily won her heart.
Matthew Saxon curved his lips into a smile, his peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, his voice ambiguous and devilishly charming: "Beautiful women are always so modest, do you not know how charming you really are?"
Beyond endurance!
Scarlett Yates’ fury reached a boiling point, unable to watch any longer. She took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and directly charged to sit opposite Matthew Saxon.
Bang!
She forcefully slammed a magazine onto the table.
With the noise, both Matthew Saxon and the stewardess turned their heads towards her.
At the moment he saw her, Matthew Saxon was taken aback, then curved his lips, greeting her like an old friend: "You’re here, huh, why so late, caught in traffic?"
When he greeted Scarlett Yates, that mischievous hand of his was still resting on the stewardess’ fair wrist.
Scarlett Yates glared viciously at that hand, her eyes menacing and fierce, with a face contorted in a snarling expression as she stared.
Perhaps her expression and gaze were too terrifying, after being glared at for a few seconds, while Matthew Saxon showed no change, the stewardess was frightened and quickly withdrew her hand.
"Miss, you..." The stewardess looked at Matthew Saxon, then at her, a bit at a loss for what to do.
However, when Scarlett Yates was glaring at him menacingly earlier, Matthew Saxon showed no reaction at all, but as soon as the stewardess’ hand retracted, his brows furrowed, and surprisingly, there was a hint of regret in his eyes.
Scarlett Yates was nearly infuriated to death by him.
She was furious, and when she looked up at Matthew Saxon, she put on a tender, sweet smile: "Mm, I’m here, honey, did you wait long for me?"
Honey?
Hearing this term suddenly, Matthew Saxon was stunned for a moment, a few seconds later, he smiled with his peach blossom eyes curved: "Not long, just arrived a few minutes before you."
"Mr. Saxon... this lady... is your wife?" Upon hearing Scarlett Yates call Matthew Saxon honey, the stewardess’ expression changed subtly, like someone overly injected with Botox, stiff and surprised.
Matthew Saxon just slightly curved his lips noncommittally.
His attitude admitted it.
Immediately, the stewardess’ face showed a heartbroken expression, painfully squeezing out a smile from her stiff lips: "So... Mr. Saxon is already married, I thought..."