Chapter 1566: I No Longer Believe What You Say

Chapter 1566: Chapter 1566: I No Longer Believe What You Say

Matthew Saxon listened intently, his slightly furrowed brows gradually relaxing. After a moment of silence, he raised an eyebrow, "Do you know you were wrong?"

She nodded, "Yes."

"Then do you know where you went wrong?"

"I shouldn’t have acted on my own accord."

"Anything else?"

"Letting you worry about me like this, it’s my fault."

It seemed her attitude of admitting fault was indeed commendable.

Being able to quickly realize her mistake and apologize to him made Matthew Saxon quite satisfied.

But thinking that if he forgave her too easily, she might hide things from him again next time, he felt he shouldn’t accept her apology too quickly.

He stared at her for a while, his expression had softened considerably, but his tone remained somewhat harsh, "Do you really think you’re wrong?"

This tone was like scolding a child.

If not for feeling guilty and thinking she should accommodate him as an ailing individual, Scarlett Yates wouldn’t have obediently endured his reprimand.

"Yes." She nodded again.

"Will you do the same thing again?"

She shook her head.

"Scarlett Yates, do you think I should trust you?"

Her chin was lifted, and Matthew Saxon’s deep, seemingly bottomless black eyes stared closely at her, "Perhaps, rather than trusting your promises, I should find some people to watch over you all the time."

Scarlett Yates didn’t take his words seriously.

She only thought Matthew Saxon was speaking in anger and didn’t treat it as a big deal. She blinked at him and then said, "Matthew Saxon, I promise I won’t do it again next time. You should trust me."

Matthew Saxon stared at her for a while, his thin lips curling up as he shook his head with a smile, "I only give one chance for trust, Scarlett. I no longer believe your words."

"You don’t trust me anymore?" She was stunned, her brows furrowing.

"It’s not that I don’t trust you; it’s that you don’t keep your word."

"I said, I won’t next time..."

He interrupted her without politeness, enunciating each word, "Your promises, to me, hold no credibility anymore."

Furious and exasperated, she retorted, "Then what do you plan to do, really find someone to spy on me?"

"Exactly."

What? He actually said exactly?

He’s actually planning to have someone monitor her?

Scarlett Yates panicked, "Matthew Saxon, you can’t do this?"

He released her fingers, lowered his head, and fastened her seatbelt for her, "This is all your own doing. Only by doing this can I ensure you won’t meet Maxwell Saxon behind my back again."

After fastening the seatbelt, he slowly lifted his head, a hint of a cold expression surfaced on his pale and handsome face, "Scarlett, I’ll say it again, neither I nor Dad need to exchange you for the antidote, you don’t have to be threatened by Maxwell Saxon."

His expression suddenly changed, and in a moment, his face became so cold it was frightening, those deep and narrow phoenix eyes were chilling enough to send shivers down one’s spine.

This version of Matthew Saxon felt unfamiliar to her.

"Just now, I really wanted to kill him." His icy gaze moved downward until it landed on her lips, stopping there.

Then, he stared at the wound on her lips for a long time.

His gaze grew colder and colder.

Instinctively, Scarlett Yates raised her hand to cover her mouth.

But by the time she did this, it was already too late.

The wounds on her lips from Maxwell Saxon’s bite were clearly seen by Matthew Saxon.

"I really regret not shooting him dead." A murderous intent flickered across his eyes.