Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?

Chapter 982: Don’t Speak of Divorce Lightly

"You said that Maxwell Saxon is your benefactor and has saved you several times. Did you think I spared him this time just because you were in Uncle Thompson’s hands?""As long as I want to save you, can Elian Thomson really stop me? Do you truly think I’m someone who can be easily threatened? No matter how much you owe Maxwell Saxon, consider this debt repaid now, and from now on, you two owe each other nothing."

"If he stays out of trouble and doesn’t cause any more problems, I won’t do anything to him. But if he insists on stirring up trouble, I won’t show mercy next time."

"Scarlett, remember, you’re married to me, you’re my woman, and your heart should only belong to me."

Call him selfish or domineering, his woman must stand by his side.

"I’m not just making this demand of you, I’ll do the same. Those things you mentioned, I’ve already taken care of. Since I chose you, I won’t let you down."

Her worries were unnecessary; his heart was already with her, and there wasn’t room for another woman.

He saw her as a soulmate, and loyalty to one’s soulmate was paramount.

Scarlett reflected on his words in silence and then responded, "I’ll pay attention in the future."

With this attitude, Matthew Saxon was somewhat satisfied and nodded.

"And Scarlett, don’t easily speak of divorce," his expression suddenly changed, becoming extremely serious, "We’ll be together forever, do you understand?"

Scarlett was taken aback, looking into his deep, dark eyes, finding Matthew Saxon incredibly charming when he was serious. She stared at him for a few seconds before softly answering, "Yes, I understand."

We’ll be together forever...

She silently recited this in her heart, feeling warmth spread across her chest.

Holding hands and growing old together—that’s the love she longed for.

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More than ten minutes later, the doctor arrived.

Of course, by the time the doctor arrived, Scarlett Yates had already put on her clothes, when Matthew Saxon had turned his back.

In the midst of it all, someone was being naughty, trying to sneak a look, but when caught by Scarlett Yates, he was miserably chased out of the room.

The doctor thoroughly examined her wounds, confirming several times that Scarlett Yates had no issues before Matthew Saxon let him leave.

After they ate, soaked in the bath, and checked the wounds, it was getting late, and it seemed time to sleep.

When Scarlett Yates saw Matthew Saxon lift a corner of the blanket, her heart fluttered along with his movement.

When Matthew Saxon laid down beside her and reached out to turn off the light, Scarlett Yates’ heart trembled even more.

The room plunged into darkness.

The curtains were drawn, blocking out any light.

At this moment, it was truly pitch black.

Yet, even so, Scarlett Yates could feel Matthew Saxon watching her; his presence was so strong, it was impossible to ignore.

The blanket, the pillow, even the air she breathed was filled with his scent.

She was surrounded by his presence and gaze, like prey locked in his sights, unable to escape from his grasp no matter where she hid.