Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 824: Why Did You Lie to Me?

Inside the coat was a dark gray shirt, with the top two buttons undone, slightly open, revealing a sexy and alluring collarbone.

The bed was only one and a half meters wide and just one meter eighty in length, and with Matthew Saxon’s height, lying on this bed made it impossible for him to stretch out his legs.

He could only turn on his side and lie down with his legs bent.

There was only one quilt.

It was already October, the beginning of autumn, and temperatures would drop significantly at night. Without a quilt, he’d catch a cold by morning.

Moreover, in this area surrounded by mountains, the nights were more humid, and the temperature was even lower.

Scarlett Yates blushed and offered half of the quilt.

Matthew Saxon unceremoniously pulled it over and covered himself.

Sharing a bed, sharing a quilt—this kind of intimacy was something only couples or perhaps married partners would do.

Seeing Scarlett Yates’s face as red as a ripe tomato, Matthew Saxon felt moved, a hint of doubt in his long, narrow eyes as he stared at her for a few seconds, and his large hand gently fell on her head.

His fingers ran through her silky smooth long hair, paused at the ends, and he spoke softly, "Scarlett Yates, have you deceived me about something?"

He didn’t actually expect her to answer.

After asking, without waiting for her to speak, he gave her a deep look and continued, "You haven’t fallen in love with Maxwell Saxon, so why deceive me?"

This was something Matthew Saxon had just realized.

Although he didn’t know Scarlett Yates completely, he was well aware that she was not a woman to take things lightly.

Even if she was scared, she wouldn’t be scared enough to lose her mind and be willing to lie in bed with a man she didn’t love.

Such intimate things, if not for love, she wouldn’t accept them.

If the person she loved was Maxwell Saxon, she would never want to be so close to him.

The change in her attitude towards him was very obvious after they were kidnapped.

She had resigned herself to the belief they would die, so before death, she stopped pretending?

But if she had been pretending and lying all along, then for what reason?

Due to sharing a bed with Maxwell Saxon, Scarlett Yates was nervous and shy, burying her head, not daring to even look at him, yet a few probing questions from Matthew Saxon made her immediately lift her head.

Matthew Saxon’s eyes were calm, watching her with a serene expression, as his large hand fell on her shoulder and gently pressed down before softly asking, "Tell me, did you deceive me? You don’t love Maxwell Saxon at all. Was it just an excuse to avoid me, to make me disappointed in you, to make me give up?"

"Scarlett, why did you do this? What exactly happened?"

His eyes were as deep and dark as the night sky, and even though his expression looked indifferent, there was a trace of urgency in his eyes, an eagerness to know the truth.

He had figured it out, that she still cared about him.

At this point, Scarlett Yates hadn’t planned to hide her emotions any longer. She wasn’t surprised that Matthew Saxon saw through her feelings.

She was ready to be honest with him.

Because she didn’t know what might happen next. If she didn’t speak now, she didn’t know if she would have another chance later.

She thought deeply for a while, considering where to start and how to tell the long story shortly and briefly.