Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?

In front of a girl named Little Tail, she was nothing.

It’s almost laughable to think that she could be jealous of a little girl, especially one who has already left this world.

Matthew Saxon probably had never been so despised by anyone before. His face was as cold as ice, his eyes filled with thorns, glaring at Scarlett Yates through gritted teeth.

"Scarlett Yates, you’re quite something!"

With a snap.

He punched the bedside cabinet, and with a vicious, predatory glare, he swept his large hand across the cabinet, sending colorful pills scattering to the floor.

He turned around, his back still radiating coldness.

"Rest assured, I won’t disturb you again, never again." After enunciating these words through clenched teeth, he strode away without looking back.

As he exited, he forcefully slammed the door, making a loud banging noise.

"Matthew Saxon." Seeing him step inside, Scarlett Yates called after him.

He swore he’d never deal with her again, but when that voice sounded behind him, his body reacted first, halting his steps.

"Please close the door, thank you."

This... damned woman!

Matthew Saxon clenched his fists tightly, turned around, and glared at her with extreme anger, his eyes burning red.

Scarlett Yates looked at him calmly, her voice equally calm: "Please make it a habit to close the door quietly."

Veins throbbed on his forehead out of rage; at this moment, he truly wished he could swallow her whole.

He swore she was the most hateful and unlikable woman he had ever met.

He swore again that he would no longer meddle in her affairs.

Not only for a cold or fever, even if she was hospitalized, he wouldn’t visit her.

This woman didn’t know how to appreciate goodwill.

Her temper was so stubborn, so hard, like a smelly, hard stone in a latrine. Just interacting with her for less than half an hour had infuriated him.

Indeed... before his amnesia, what was wrong with him to have liked her?

He seriously suspected his taste in women must have been shaken or disturbed back then, to have chosen a woman so unappealing.

Bang—

A truly "earth-shattering" loud noise.

In the final moment when the door closed, Scarlett Yates saw Matthew Saxon’s snarling expression through clenched teeth.

He probably took out all his anger on that innocent door; when he kicked it shut, it shook for quite a while.

If not for the fact that the solid wood door was of such high quality, Scarlett Yates wouldn’t doubt that his kick could have broken the door.

Moments later, the room fell into complete silence.

Scarlett Yates looked at the pills scattered across the floor, feeling a sense of melancholy.

Sometimes, she wondered if she was being overly particular.

And whether this overly serious nature doomed her to a less happy life.

If she could turn a blind eye, if she could care a little less, it might be better than now.

At least when Matthew Saxon obviously showed goodwill towards her, she could have given him a way out, making their interactions lighter and more pleasant.

People who live a bit muddled seem to be happier than those who are overly particular.