Chapter 1339: What I Fear Most Is Being Entangled by a Woman
The words couldn’t continue, revealing deep disappointment between the lines.
Soon, the flight attendant left self-consciously, leaving only Scarlett Yates and Matthew Saxon sitting face-to-face in the lounge.
After the person left, Scarlett slowly moved her angry gaze to Matthew, her tightly pressed lips moved slightly as she spoke angrily, "Matthew Saxon, what were you doing just now?"
"Just now?" He curled his lips into a smile and said calmly, "Just now, I wasn’t doing anything."
This bastard who lies through his teeth.
"Doing nothing? Then why did your hand end up on someone else’s? Don’t try to tell me you were reading her palm," Scarlett spoke openly with jealousy, not bothering to disguise her emotions.
She wanted Matthew to know she was unhappy, that she was angry, very angry.
Matthew curled his lips into another smile, looking at her calmly, showing no tension or guilt from being caught. He pursed his lips and said lightly, "Oh, you’re talking about that? You’re not wrong. I was indeed reading her palm just now. Would you like me to read yours too? It’s free of charge."
Bastard! Scoundrel! How can he be so shameless!
Scarlett gritted her teeth and said, "Is that how you read palms? Your eyes were practically falling onto her hand, with that lecherous look."
Matthew paused, raised an eyebrow slightly, his Peach Blossom Eyes glanced up, revealing a meaningful smile. He stared at Scarlett meaningfully for a few seconds before suddenly saying, "Scarlett Yates, are you jealous?"
Before she could respond, he chuckled and said, "That ’husband’ shout just now was on purpose, wasn’t it? To show others your status, afraid I’d be snatched away by another woman?"
"I was simply reminding you that you are already married. As a married man, you should mind your words and actions."
"Oh, so you mean that after marrying you, I can’t even speak a word to other women?"
She suppressed the anger that was about to explode, gritted her teeth, glared at him for a few seconds, and spoke angrily, "That’s not what I meant. Were you just talking to someone? You actually touched her hand."
"So angry, huh?"
She gritted her teeth in anger while he curled his lips into a smile, looking smug, as if having a woman jealous over him was something to be proud of.
Scarlett really wanted to swing her clenched fist at his face.
"Looks like you really do have feelings for me. What should we do now?" He furrowed his brow, leaned back lazily, his well-defined fingers massaging his temples, showing a troubled expression. "I’m most afraid of being entangled by women, especially ones who are jealous like you. If I suggest a divorce, you won’t go and kill yourself, right?"
Divorce?
Scarlett’s eyes widened suddenly, glaring at him fiercely as if wanting to flay him alive: "Matthew Saxon, I will not divorce you."
"Alright, if you don’t want a divorce, then stop trying to control me." His fingers moved from his temple to the center of his brow, rubbing a few times. His thin lips curled into a cold smile. "Scarlett Yates, do you really think having the status of a wife means you can control me? I’ll do whatever I want. If you can’t stand it, you can leave anytime. I’m not begging you to stay."