<h4>Chapter 655: Chapter 655: You Will Eventually Belong to Me</h4>


    "Scarlett Yates, this is my exnation. Not a single lie. Do you believe me?"


    He asked three times if she believed him, yet upon seeing her expression, he was disappointed once more.


    Her eyes, her expression, gave a clear answer.


    She didn’t believe him.


    Even if everything he said was true, she would no longer offer a trusting gaze.


    Why had things be like this between them?


    Was her trust in him so fragile that a mere misunderstanding could make her stop believing in him?


    He felt disappointed, and also exhausted.


    How could he win her back, the way she was now?


    One wrong step led to another; he hid things from her out of fear she’d misunderstand, which now became the fuse for her losing trust in him.


    "You don’t believe me, do you?" he suddenly chuckled, his eyes, once filled with anger, now reced by loss and gloom.


    His thin lips curled into a mocking smile: "I knew it woulde to this, Scarlett Yates. In your heart, I’ve already be someone untrustworthy. You will never trust me again, right?"


    It wasn’t that she didn’t want to trust; she was scared to.


    Afraid to trust him easily again, afraid to give her heart away easily again.


    Looking into his deste and gloomy eyes, for a moment, Scarlett Yates almost believed him.


    But a voice in her head rang immediately, like an rm bell, reminding her how good he was at acting.


    His disappointment and gloom at this moment were just like Roy Saxon’s benevolent and kind demeanor. Thetter took her parents’ lives but could still face her so calmly, still craft the image of a loving elder in front of her.


    If she hadn’t known the truth, if she hadn’t seen the concrete evidence, she would have never believed Roy Saxon capable of such cruelty.


    Like father, like son.


    Their disguises were deep; how could ordinary people discern them?


    Thinking of her parents’ tragic deaths, Scarlett Yates’s mood became heavy, a glimpse of pain shed in her eyes. After remaining silent for a while, she raised her eyes to Matthew Saxon and softly spoke: "If it really was like this, why are you only telling me now?"


    "Why did you hide it from me back then?"


    "I was afraid you’d misunderstand."


    "Matthew Saxon, don’t you think this excuse is too perfunctory? If you were really afraid of misunderstanding, you should have told me honestly, rather than deliberately hiding it. Everyone knows thetter only makes misunderstanding easier."


    "So my exnations are ultimately useless." Matthew Saxon had a look on his face that said he knew it would turn out this way, poured wine into an empty ss, swirled it gently, and drank it in one gulp.


    With a self-deprecating curl of his lips: "But it’s not a big deal. Whether you believe it or not, Scarlett Yates, no one can stop me from getting what I want. You will eventually belong to me."


    His words infuriated Scarlett Yates: "Are you nning to forcefully take me?"


    Matthew Saxon chuckled, his eyes slightly narrowed, filled with wicked delight: "If necessary, I will."


    "Is it meaningful to use despicable and forceful means to get a woman whose heart isn’t with you?"


    "If I can’t have the heart, then I’ll just have to settle for the person," he once again showed a shameless side, looking at her with a charming yet wicked smile, "You can only choose one between the two, and having at least one is still good, wouldn’t you agree, Scarlett?"


    Scarlett Yates was left speechless.


    If Matthew Saxon really decided to act shamelessly, there was nothing she could do about him.