Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?

Chapter 1175: Practice More with Matthew Saxon

Every word he said felt like a knife cutting into her heart.He didn’t know she loved him, even less the extent of her pain.

They played a game called a secret affair, and when it ended, she was utterly defeated.

The fact that he suggested she become a mistress proved he never cared about her; she was merely a plaything, something money could buy.

Otherwise, what man would want the woman he loves to be a mistress?

And she stupidly gave herself to him, granting him the power and means to hurt her.

She was foolish once, but she wouldn’t be foolish a second time.

She will forget him! No matter how long it takes, no matter how difficult the process, one day she will completely forget him.

By then, when she mentions this man, there will be no ripple of emotion, not even the slightest stir. She will simply say with an indifferent tone: Oh, Hayes Simmons, I interacted with that man for a while.

Just interacted for a while, nothing more.

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After ten hours of flying, Scarlett Yates safely arrived at her destination.

As soon as she got off the plane, she sent the promised text message to Matthew Saxon.

The text was simple, just over ten words: I’ve arrived safely, all is well, don’t worry.

Hardly a minute after sending it, she thought better of it and immediately sent another to correct the mistake: No, you still need to think about me; if you dare to think about another woman, you’re dead.

Sending such mawkish words made her blush a little.

At this moment, the flight Matthew Saxon was on had not yet arrived, and even without weather factors, he would need another ten hours to reach A Country.

Above her was blue sky and white clouds, basking in sunlight.

Compared to the cold of Z City, the weather in Y Country was adorable, so sunny that it made one want to become a tabby cat, find a smooth stone, lie down, spread limbs, and flaunt a pale belly to the sun.

At least, Scarlett Yates had that thought crossing her mind right then.

After ten hours of flying, though she tried to sleep on the plane, the turbulence meant Scarlett Yates didn’t sleep well at all.

She stretched lazily, yawned twice, sounding a bit languid: "The weather here is really nice, the air is good too. Traveling here in winter is really great."

Stella Nelson also seemed in good spirits, stretching and smiling: "Of course, this is my favorite city, finally got the chance to come over, thanks to your husband."

On the plane, the two chatted for a while, and Scarlett Yates told Stella Nelson about the marriage registration.

Scarlett Yates blushed slightly: "Why do I find it so awkward to call him husband?"

She’s not being sentimental; she’s genuinely not used to it yet.

"That’s because you’re not used to hearing or saying it yet. Scarlett, when you get back, practice it a lot by calling Matthew Saxon a hundred times while looking at him, and you’ll soon stop feeling awkward."

Scarlett Yates laughed and glared at her: "Lousy idea."