<h4>Chapter 166: Chapter 166 Absurd Dream</h4>


    For people like them, feelings don’t mean much; mutually beneficial marriage is the most practical option.


    In such circumstances, marrying Scarlett Yates is no different from marrying any other woman.


    Honestly, although this foolish woman has done quite a few things to anger him, he doesn’t really dislike her.


    No matter how unpleasant she is, she’s still better than those women who disguise themselvespletely from head to toe.


    At this moment, Scarlett Yates is dreaming.


    In the dream, white smoke fills the air, she walks through the mist for a while, and suddenly her vision clears.


    As the white smoke dissipates, she sees Matthew Saxon lying by a swimming pool.


    There’s a group of women surrounding him.


    These women are of various shapes and sizes, each with unique characteristics, leaning on him one by one, sweetly calling his name.


    He’s holding one in his left arm, another in his right, one lying in hisp, and two kneeling by his feet massaging his legs.


    Each woman is stunningly beautiful, all absolute beauties.


    Matthew Saxon is lost in thend of beauties, with a pair of flirtatious eyes slightly squinting and a face full of enjoyment and satisfaction, asionally letting out a lewdugh.


    In the dream, he proudly unts to her, "Scarlett Yates, what do you think of my charm?"


    "Which of these beauties isn’t prettier than you? Just look at yourself, no breasts, no buttocks, tsk tsk, can you even consider yourself a woman?"


    "A woman like you, poor and ugly, still dreaming of marrying me. Even if I were blind, it’s impossible for me to choose you."


    She was livid, stepping forward to confront him, but was blocked by several women surrounding him.


    Upon closer look, among these women are several familiar faces.


    One is Natalie Hughes, another is Alexis Denton, and there’s that third-rate model.


    "Scarlett Yates, didn’t you hear? The Young Master doesn’t like you, hurry up and leave, don’t stay here getting in the way."


    "Yes, how could you match up to the Young Master? He likes us, look at you with such a small chest, the Young Master isn’t interested in a t-chested woman."


    "The Young Master has us, he won’t look at you, this ugly girl, you don’t even qualify to carry his shoes."


    Their attack on her delighted Matthew Saxon.


    He let out a detestableugh, stood up, and slowly walked towards her, as if his eyes were on his forehead, looking down at her condescendingly, full of contempt and disdain, wickedly saying, "Tsk, with such a t figure, Scarlett Yates, you haven’t fully developed yet."


    "You’re talking nonsense." Her face turned green with anger, taking a step closer with her head held high and chest out, gritting her teeth, "I’m 32C, 32C, not a t-chested woman, look clearly with your eyes wide open!"


    "Oh, really? Still a C?" Matthew Saxon smiled meaningfully, suddenly stretching his wolfish ws towards her.


    She eximed in shock, "Matthew Saxon, what are you doing!"


    His eyes glimmered with a ghostly green light, suddenly pouncing on her, "You’re lying, I must punish you!"


    Scarlett Yates tried to run, but it was already toote.


    "No, don’t do this..."


    "Help, Matthew Saxon, get away..."


    "Beast, even if you had my body, you’ll never have my heart."


    Scarlett Yates kept struggling and cursing in the dream...


    All the curses were uttered word for word from her small mouth in reality.


    These words were heard word for word by Matthew Saxon.


    On thewn, moonlight poured through the gaps in the trees, a stream of soft light shining on the woman’s delicate and pretty face.