<h4>Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Prank</h4>


    Matthew Saxon curved his lips into a smile and replied in a cheerful tone, "It’s my honor to have a beauty aspany."


    The group of women squealed in delight again, and one of them boldly asked, "Mr. Saxon, what’s your room number? Can wee over tonight to hang out?"


    Matthew curved his lips into another smile.


    The women, lost in his charming smile,pletely lost their senses, looking like infatuated fools...


    Scarlett Yates watched while shaking her head and scoffing.


    No wonder he’s known as the famous yboy of A City. How long has it been, and he’s already flirting with other women.


    It seems that being unable to go out and flirt while his leg was injured really stifled him.


    Now that he’s just recovered, he’s already flirting with three women at once. Eating in such a hurry, isn’t he afraid of choking!


    Watching Matthew looking so smug and triumphant, Scarlett felt it was very unfair, extremely unfair.


    Why is she always the passive one?


    Passively signing a termination agreement, passively epting a proposal to fake a rtionship, passively following him here, and now even passively choosing a ce to stay...


    While he just indulges in women throwing themselves at him,pletely ignoring her situation without the slightest intention to help her out.


    If it weren’t for him, why would she havee to this godforsaken ce?!


    Since everything started because of him, now that she’s feeling bad, there’s no way he’ll have an easy time!


    A thought shed through her mind, and a crafty smile appeared on Scarlett’s lips.


    --


    "Darling~"


    Her soft and charming voice deliberately prolonged, modted to several degrees, making it stand out in the not-so-quiet hall.


    Hearing this voice, Matthew couldn’t help but furrow his brows.


    Looking over, he saw the owner of the voice sashaying over to him with an exaggerated sway, a mischievous smile on her face, making him frown even more.


    "Darling, I’ve been looking for you forever, and here you are hiding," Scarlett artlessly nudged away the women standing in her way, and under their astonished gazes, sashayed over to Matthew.


    She intimately hooked her arm around Matthew’s and stomped her foot dramatically, protesting coyly, "I told you not toe to this awful ce for our honeymoon. With so many shameless women on the ind, it didn’t take them long to start making a move on you."


    "Who are you?" The three bikini-d women stared incredulously at Scarlett, then frowned and suspiciously looked at Matthew.


    Just now, this girl said she was there for her honeymoon.


    But looking at her, she’s still got a youthful face, dressed so conservatively, clearly still a student.


    While the Mr. Saxon beside her exudes charm and sophistication, clearly a seasoned yer in the field of romance.


    Such an experienced man would never be interested in a young girl like this, let alone marry her.


    Scarlett gave them a triumphant hum, hugged Matthew’s arm, and shook it twice, looked up at him, and said in a sweet voice, "Husband, it’s so stuffy here, I don’t want to stay. Can we go somewhere else, please?"


    The three bikini women were shocked again.


    Husband?


    This little girl actually called him husband?


    Is this na?ve little blonde girl really his wife?


    Several pairs of confused eyes looked simultaneously at Matthew, hoping he would deny it.


    But s...


    In their expectant gazes, the excellent and quality man they adored, Mr. Saxon, gave a gentle smile to the little girl shaking his arm, reached out to pat her head, and said indulgently, "Alright."