Chapter 1574: Do You Really Hate Me?

Chapter 1574: Chapter 1574: Do You Really Hate Me?

Knox Simmons, like Matthew Saxon, is someone who places a great emphasis on appearance.

In some aspects, he pays even more attention to his looks than Matthew Saxon does.

Even on that night he came to pick her up wearing pajamas and slippers, he didn’t let himself look too disheveled.

But now, he looks completely terrible.

According to Hayes Simmons, he spat out quite a bit of blood at that time.

"You’re not allowed to leave."

Just as Scarlett Yates was about to turn around, she heard a muffled voice behind her, filled with endless grievance and anger.

"If you didn’t want to come see me, you didn’t have to force yourself. Coming over just to leave immediately - do you really not want to see me that much?" This time, the voice, imbued with grievance, carried an additional hint of resentment.

No matter how you listen, this tone sounded like that of someone accusing a heartless man.

Scarlett Yates was momentarily stunned and turned around.

The person who had been facing away from her earlier had now turned to face her.

His face was full of resentment and grievance, and his slender peach blossom eyes were red and shimmering with tears: "Scarlett, do you really hate me that much?"

"I don’t..." Scarlett Yates stared at him in disbelief.

She had seen the vain Knox Simmons, the narcissistic Knox Simmons, the domineering rogue, and the gentle and cute Knox Simmons, but she had never seen him cry.

Could it be that Knox Simmons is really going to cry?

"Then why are you leaving?" He lifted his gaze, his elongated peach blossom eyes filled with accusation, as if chastising her ruthlessness.

Scarlett Yates opened her mouth, feeling more wronged than Du E herself: "Weren’t you the one who didn’t want to see me?"

From start to finish, when he saw her, he didn’t even greet her, and when she spoke to him, he didn’t respond; he had even turned his back just now...

His actions silently expressed his unwillingness to see her.

"I never said that." He seemed quite innocent.

He hadn’t said it, but weren’t his actions already clear enough?

Scarlett Yates’ mouth twitched: "You turned your back on me, so I thought you didn’t want to see me."

"I was just holding the same position for too long, turning around made it a bit more comfortable." He had just been in a slight mood, throwing a small tantrum, expecting her to comfort him. But who knew she’d decide to leave instead.

The young master from the Simmons Family, who was always coaxed whenever he threw a fit, encountered for the first time a woman who was so "insensitive."

Yet, the young master from the Simmons Family, spoiled by women, though feeling a bit wronged, shamelessly thought to himself: As expected of the woman I like, she’s different from all the others.

In the eyes of a lover, Scarlett truly was a beauty; no matter her good or bad traits, he saw them all as strengths.

"...Alright, it seems like it was all a misunderstanding. So, you don’t actually not want to see me?"

If it had been someone else, Knox Simmons would have sulked for a while until they’d exhausted all their sweet talk before he showed any decent expression.

But this time, he couldn’t risk it.

He had sulked for just a moment, and Scarlett Yates was ready to leave; he didn’t dare sulk any longer.

The words that were on the tip of his tongue, "Even if I want to see you, you should at least give me a heads-up first so I can make arrangements. After all, many people want to see me; you’ll need to take your place in line" - he swallowed them back.

Instead, he said something entirely different: "Scarlett, I’ve missed you."

Shameless it may be, but it didn’t matter.

In front of the woman he liked, what was pride worth?

Scarlett Yates felt a bit uncomfortable: "Knox Simmons, you should know, I’m just..."