<h4>Chapter 204: Chapter 204: If I Want Your Life, Would You Give It?</h4>


    His eyes were half-open, with a faint smile, "Being my woman, isn’t it good? I can satisfy your spiritual needs as well as your material needs. Jewelry, luxury cars, vis, I can give you everything you want. Don’t you want to think about it seriously?"


    He had always been generous with women.


    If a woman could please him, he would fulfill any request.


    Faced with such tempting conditions, Scarlett Yates’s face turned grim, and anger red up in her eyes.


    She red venomously at the man who was immensely arrogant, gritting her teeth, "Young Master, I want your life, will you give it to me?"


    Matthew Saxon was taken aback, frowning slightly.


    Scarlett pointed in a certain direction, sneering, "Didn’t you say you could satisfy all my demands? Alright then, as long as you immediately run into a wall and die, I’ll agree to your request."


    That damned bastard.


    He actually harbored such a despicable idea, wanting her to be his mistress for a year? And then let him y with her at will during that year?


    It’s ridiculous he could even say it aloud.


    In his eyes, was she just a woman who would sell everything for money?


    She was trembling with anger, her face flushed, her eyes zing with fury.


    Matthew’s deep eyes fixed on her face for a moment, then suddenly heughed, curling his lips, "It’s just a joke, and you took it seriously."


    "You’re joking with me?" Scarlett was stunned, looking at him in disbelief.


    Matthew turned around, casually sitting down on the sofa, lifting his eyes slightly, "What a foolish woman, can’t even distinguish between truth and a joke. Want to be my woman? Not qualified even after developing for a few more years. Do you really think I would be interested in a t-chested woman?"


    t-chested woman?!


    Though it wasn’t the first time she had been scorned by him, Scarlett was infuriated every time she heard it.


    She let out a few coldughs, nodded, and sarcastically said, "Yes, how could Young Master be interested in a t-chested woman like me? Young Master prefers a cow."


    After hearing her sarcastic remarks, Matthew wasn’t angry at all. He curled his lips, closed his eyes, andzily said, "Fortunately, treating wounds is what you’re best at. If you can’t even handle this, then you’re truly good for nothing."


    After speaking, he slowly opened his just-closed eyes again, "Why are you still standing there? Can’t even handle such a simple task?"


    He wore an expression full of arrogance, with amanding tone, as if he were truly a high-and-mighty Young Master, and she was just a lowly maid.


    Scarlett stared at his annoying face, suppressing her temper over and over, taking several deep breaths before she could barely press down the urge in her heart.


    She really wanted to punch that infuriating face a few times, until it was ck and blue.


    But...


    Perhaps in her past life, she was destined to be a maid. Despite the resentment, the anger, after ring at him for a while, she turned around and quietly went to get the medical kit.


    Beforeing to Z Country, she had already packed some daily medicines to bring along.


    Of course, there were disinfectants and bandages in the medical kit.


    The wound wasn’t deep, but a lot of blood was shed.


    When conducting the disinfection step, Scarlett intentionally poured more alcohol, initially wanting Matthew to taste the feeling of being drenched in alcohol, yet he didn’t even flinch, let alone make a sound of pain.