<h4>Chapter 442: Chapter 442 Doubts Again and Again</h4>


    Such a thing was something he never even thought of before.


    This confession, although it seemed casual and easy for him to say, was actually a result of careful consideration and multiple decisions. From another perspective, his attitude was very serious.


    He would not tolerate her rejecting him.


    "Scarlett Yates, it seems like you have a friend working in A City?" he interrupted her, his eyes narrowing slightly, exuding a dangerous aura.


    Scarlett was stunned, and asked in surprise, "You’re talking about Ste?"


    The topic had shifted too drastically. One moment he was confessing and talking about dating, and then suddenly it was about Ste Nelson.


    Matthew Saxon didn’t really know Ste Nelson, but vaguely remembered that on the night at the Dales Family, that girl was with Scarlett.


    "If you want her toplete her internship smoothly, then stop talking about leaving, otherwise..."


    He chuckled coldly, shamelessly threatening, "You know I have a thousand ways to make things difficult for her."


    Scarlett finally understood why he suddenly asked about Ste. She was amused by his unique way of expressing himself, "Matthew Saxon, are you threatening me?"


    "As long as you don’t go against my wishes, it’s not a threat."


    "Is this how you confess to a girl?"


    "What girl would like to be threatened in a confession? Aren’t you known as a master of love affairs in A City? How can’t you even know how to truly confess?"


    He frowned, his eyes narrowing again, "You think I’ve confessed to many women?"


    "Isn’t that so?" she raised an eyebrow and asked in return.


    She couldn’t believe, with his years of gallivanting in the love arena, he never told another woman that he liked her.


    He snorted, dismissing her words, showing a superior demeanor in this matter, "I don’t need to confess, womene flocking to me of their own ord."


    Scarlett’s heart skipped a beat, swallowing nervously, "Don’t tell me, this is your first time confessing..."


    He curled his lips into a smile, "Just as you think, are you satisfied?"


    "You’re not just messing with me, are you?" she frowned skeptically, asionally looking up at him with an inquisitive and suspicious gaze.


    It wasn’t the first time he was toying with her, she couldn’t let her guard down.


    "Scarlett Yates, do you need me to prove it with actions?" Matthew felt an urge to strangle her.


    For the first time in his life confessing, and this damn woman doubted him repeatedly.


    He seemed to have forgotten how he usually toyed with Scarlett, and by now, it seemed like he was reaping what he sowed.


    --


    On the ne back to A City.


    The ne was slowly descending, the sweet and gentle voice of the flight attendant echoed in the cabin. In just over ten minutes, the ne wouldnd.


    After staying in Z Country for almost a month, Scarlett was eager to return home.


    She rubbed her tired eyes and turned to nce at the man lying next to her.


    The alluring Peach Blossom Eyes were quietly shut, covered in a thin nket, he looked like he was wrapped in it, only his handsome face was exposed.


    The demon-like exquisite features were as beautiful as an intricate painting.


    Scarlett couldn’t help but think of those frequently appearing flight attendants, whose enthusiastic service left her a bit overwhelmed.


    In just ten minutes, they asked six or seven times if they needed drinks, staring at Matthew the whole time they spoke. Whenever he nced at them, their faces would turn red immediately, each turning into a heartstruck young girl.