<h4>Chapter 870: Chapter 870: I Can Die for You</h4>


    Suddenly, a cry of copse rang out.


    This cry was abrupt and piercing, immediately shattering the romantic atmosphere created by Matthew Saxon.


    Scarlett Yates was startled by this cry.


    It was Alice Green crying; she was squatting in the corner, holding her face in both hands, crying desperately.


    "Matthew, I was wrong, can’t you just forgive me?"


    "I already regret it, what more do you want from me?"


    "You’re deliberately trying to upset me, aren’t you? I know you don’t really like her, you’re just mad about my betrayal."


    "What do I have to do for you to forgive me?? I really regret it, you can scold me or hit me, I can endure anything as long as you forgive me."


    Scarlett silently watched.


    Even after Alice Green’s breakdown-like crying for several minutes, Matthew Saxon still didn’t say a word.


    He held Scarlett Yates’ hand in his palm, then reached out to brush away the hair covering her eyebrows, turned her head, and didn’t even nce at Alice Green: "Ignore her."


    But it was a bit difficult to ignore Alice Green.


    The cry came in waves, making people feel a little agitated.


    "Matthew, tell me, what exactly do you want me to do to forgive me?" Alice suddenly raised her head.


    In the dimly lit corner, her eyes red from crying looked somewhat terrifying, as if blood was spilling out, yet her face was pale, her hair disheveled, resembling a ghost.


    "Do I have to die for you to forgive me? If so, I can die for you."


    This time, Matthew Saxon reacted a little.


    Hezily lifted his eyes, squinted slightly, a cold smile flowing from his eyes as he looked at Alice Green; there was no warmth in his eyes: "Well, if you die now, I can forgive you."


    Then, his thin lips curved into a cold and disdainful arc: "What are you still standing there for, didn’t you want me to forgive you?"


    Alice Green’s eyes widened in shock.


    She seemed unable to believe such cruel and heartless words coulde from the mouth of a man who had cherished her for three years.


    She looked at Matthew Saxon in disbelief, her lips quivering as if wanting to say something, but not uttering a single word.


    She sat in the corner without moving.


    The smile on Matthew Saxon’s lips grew colder and more ruthless, mocking coldly: "I’ve given you a way to atone for your sins; you just said you would be willing to die for my forgiveness. Now that I agree, why aren’t you willing to die?"


    Alice Green couldn’t truly be willing to die.


    She just wanted to use this way to gain Matthew Saxon’s pity.


    These days, no matter how she cried and apologized, Matthew Saxon remained indifferent, treating her as if she were invisible.


    This coldness and neglect made her feel worse than death.


    And now, seeing him being affectionate with Scarlett Yates in front of her made her feel unbearably painful.


    Once, those pampering nces and tenderness belonged to her.


    But now, he’s stingy with even a single nce.


    She didn’t believe Matthew Saxon could truly be so heartless.


    She still remembered that time on the Z Country ind; she knew he was nearby, so she deliberately fell into the sea. Later, she heard from the manager that after she fell into the sea, Matthew Saxon ran to the ce where she had fallen and jumped in without hesitation to save her.


    He cared about her.


    Otherwise, why would he jump into the sea to save her without regard for his own safety?


    She didn’t believe he could really watch her die.


    Alice Green suddenly stood up: "Matthew, as long as you can forgive me, death is nothing."