Chapter 1321: If I Don’t Go With You, Who Should I Go With?

Familiar people, familiar breath, even the touch of the fingers lingering on her cheek is familiar. The man in front of her is the one she loves, and because she loves him very much, even despite all the grievances, she is reluctant to leave him.

When he spoke those words in a mocking and disdainful tone, she felt sad inside.

Everything she did was for him, but in his eyes, she must be lying and deceiving.

He will never trust her.

He has already decided that she has some ulterior motive, and all her actions are disguised for that purpose.

Looking at his face full of ridicule and indifference, the feeling of grievance surged to her heart, and she felt both sour and bitter inside.

She blinked, a bitter smile curled her lips, and she said self-mockingly, "If I say yes, would you find it funny? Matthew Saxon, I know asking you to believe me right now is impossible, you’re inherently suspicious and sensitive. Earning your trust is very, very difficult."

"But if someone comes to pick you up tomorrow, you must go with him. No matter what my intentions are, returning to Z City is better than staying on someone else’s turf. Even if you doubt me, this wouldn’t harm you, right?"

Her emotions were a bit agitated, and she couldn’t help but grab his hand: "If you want to settle scores with me, can we wait until we’re back in Z City, okay?"

"You want to go back with me?" The moment she tightly grasped his hand, Matthew Saxon wanted to shake it off, but for some reason, he didn’t move, letting her hold it.

Even at this moment, he still had feelings for her.

Matthew’s heart was filled with anger and frustration.

This woman affected him too deeply, all his boundaries seemed to become mere illusions before her.

Normally, since they hadn’t divorced yet, she was still his wife. The moment he saw her being intimate with Maxwell Saxon, he should have completely discarded her from his heart.

She no longer deserved his affection.

She was not fit to be the wife of Matthew Saxon.

He should divorce her immediately, banish her from his world forever, never to be entangled with her again.

But he didn’t do anything.

His hand was still tightly held by hers, her hand small and soft, yet even with two hands, she couldn’t completely hold his hand.

Actually, with just a slight effort, he could easily fling her away.

He didn’t know why he hadn’t done so.

He despised her, hated her, wished to distance himself from her, preferably never to see her again in this life, yet now, he couldn’t even bear to let go of her hand.

He furrowed his brows, staring at her for a while, and the longer he looked, the deeper the furrow between his brows became.

He must be poisoned by her, which is why he’s acting so unusually, and just as her eyes suddenly turned red, he actually wanted to believe her.

He was truly going mad!

"I am your wife, if I don’t go with you, who would I go with?" Scarlett Yates felt a slight sense of comfort when she saw he hadn’t rejected her approach.

His lack of rejection proved that he hadn’t completely lost trust in her, right?

Feeling encouraged, she raised hope once again, gripping his hand tighter, lifting her head, looking at him earnestly and frankly: "I promise you, I absolutely did not deceive you, someone will really come to take us away tomorrow."