<h4>Chapter 585: Chapter 585: I Encountered Them Again</h4>


    Her entire hand was red from his grip. She tossed the wood carving onto the table, stood up, and red angrily: "Young Master, I think you must be ill, and quite seriously at that. I am not the acquaintance you know. Please do not seek me out again, nor speak any more inexplicable words to me."


    "Wait, don’t go." Maxwell Saxon’s eyes showed a hint of regret.


    His emotions had just gotten out of control, clearly scaring her.


    That was not his intention.


    "I’m sorry, Miss Yates. I did mistake you for my friend just now. I’m sorry for frightening you, but I assure you it won’t happen again." He retrieved the wood carving she had angrily thrown on the table and solemnly apologized to her.


    Scarlett Yates red at him silently.


    Maxwell Saxon looked at her with deeply apologetic eyes.


    As the two stood in silence, Scarlett Yates was hesitating about whether to leave when suddenly, with a bang, the door of the small courtyard was flung open.


    An enticing voice came from outside: "I heard Big Brother is hosting a dinner here and couldn’t resist joining in the fun. Big Brother, you don’t mind inviting two more people, do you?"


    After theughter, a tall silhouette emerged from behind the wooden door.


    Under the softly toned lights, the demon’s exquisitely beautiful face gradually appeared, captivating like a reflection on water.


    With narrow, alluring phoenix eyes, rose-colored thin lips, and eyes slightly narrowed into peach blossom eyes with a faint, unreadable smile.


    Matthew Saxon, hands in pockets, sauntered down the steps. Beside him, Pearl Simmons, in a ck long dress, wore a bright and enchanting smile, her demeanor elegant and noble like a princess.


    Scarlett Yates stared nkly at Matthew Saxon for a few seconds, then quickly masked the surprise in her eyes.


    Last time, when she and Maxwell Saxon were dining in a restaurant, they happened to run into Pearl Simmons and Matthew Saxon.


    This time, in such a ce, they unexpectedly encountered them again.


    Two encounters, both in the same ce—whether it was purely coincidental or not, she couldn’t be sure.


    What she might be certain of is that in both instances, he was with Pearl Simmons.


    They had already broken up, and there was no possibility of getting back together. Whoever he was with was his freedom.


    Yet, she couldn’t help feeling a twinge of jealousy.


    She still remembered him saying that between him and Pearl Simmons, it was just friendship.


    But as soon as they broke up, he started appearing frequently with Pearl Simmons. Is this really just friendship?


    She suddenly felt that if it weren’t for the engagement between her and Matthew Saxon, perhaps Matthew would have long been with Pearl Simmons.


    They were well-matched in background and feelings, but her presence forced them apart.


    Matthew Saxon must have been waiting for her to end it all.


    She suggested the breakup; he was ostensibly angry and unwilling, but in his heart, he was probably quite happy, right?


    He could finally be with the woman he loved.


    He seemed so eager, being with Pearl Simmons the very next day after they broke up.


    She kept telling herself not to let her thoughts run wild, yet she couldn’t control the increasingly bitter jealousy in her heart.


    She had to admit, Pearl Simmons and Matthew Saxon indeed made a good match.


    Two outstanding individuals together seemed like a match made in heaven to others.


    As she silently watched Matthew Saxon, the vibrant peach blossom eyeszily nced at her.