<h4>Chapter 545: Chapter 545: I Have Already Finished Work</h4>


    Olivia Smith had a look of beingpletely dazzled, her eyes shining, gaze dreamlike, expression dazed, with her mouth slightly open, just about to drool.


    When faced with such a handsome guy, most people would react like Olivia Smith.


    Standing next to Olivia Smith, who had a lovestruck expression, Scarlett Yates’ reaction seemed a bit abnormal by contrast.


    It seemed like she wasn’t happy to see Maxwell Saxon, slightly frowning, pressing her lips together, her face not looking too pleasant.


    "Miss Yates." Compared to Matthew Saxon, Maxwell Saxon was also thick-skinned. He seemed not to notice Scarlett Yates’ obvious expression of unwee and approached her with a slight smile, holding up his injured hand in front of her. "Isn’t it time to change the bandage?"


    "Young Master, if you need to change the bandage, just continue walking forward fifty meters and you’ll reach the hospital building." Scarlett Yates’ attitude was very cold, clearly not wanting to say much to him.


    Olivia Smith turned her head in surprise to look at her, seemingly finding her attitude strange.


    Didn’t this Young Master Saxon take a stab for her? Why would she act so coldly towards her own benefactor?


    Moreover, this Young Master Saxon’s reputation is much better than his yboy younger brother. It’s said that his private life is extremely decent, never getting involved in romantic escapades, to the point that people once suspected he didn’t like women.


    And he is still aplete gentleman, people who have dealt with him always heap praise upon him. Such a man only draws admiration, it’s unheard of for anyone to dislike him.


    Yet Scarlett Yates didn’t even spare him a nce. From the moment Maxwell Saxon appeared, she kept a stern face as if she was quite dismissive of him.


    "I still prefer Miss Yates to bandage my wound." Maxwell Saxon slightly raised his brow and said, turning his injured hand, "Yesterday, it identally got wet, and the wound seems to be inmed. I hope Miss Yates can take a look."


    Scarlett Yates said expressionlessly, "I’m already off duty."


    "It won’t take much of Miss Yates’ time." Maxwell Saxon didn’t give up on wanting her to do the bandaging.


    Beside them, a timid and shy voice gently spoke up, "Um, Mr. Saxon, bandaging wounds is what I’m best at. Though I’m off duty too, if Mr. Saxon needs it, I can still go back for overtime."


    This voice came from Olivia Smith, who stood beside Scarlett Yates with a bashful look.


    Scarlett Yates paused, somewhat speechless.


    Even knowing that Maxwell Saxon was taken and about to get married didn’t dampen his attraction to the opposite sex.


    Olivia Smith looked as if she would pass out at any moment, staring at Maxwell Saxon intently, lost in admiration.


    Unfortunately, while the flowers want to blossom, the running water is heartless.


    Young Master Saxon’s cool and profound gaze shifted to Olivia Smith, and just as Olivia felt like she would suffocate from excitement, he quickly looked away, and then politely yet directly declined her good intentions, "Thanks, but I still prefer Miss Yates to do the bandaging."


    Olivia Smith’s face fell with disappointment, unwillingly muttering, "My bandaging skills are really good, refusing me without even trying is really giving me no face at all."


    Despite her severeints, she still admired Maxwell Saxon secretly, whispering to herself, "If I could have a romance with such an outstanding man in my lifetime, I’d have no regrets even if I die."