Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?

Chapter 1192: Chapter 1192: Actually Fell in Love with the Enemy’s Son

Scarlett Yates disliked his tone, which carried an air of superiority, treating people’s pain as if it were a joke.

One breath away from death...

Upon hearing these words, Scarlett’s eyebrows involuntarily furrowed.

If it weren’t for her urgent need to know about Matthew Saxon, she would have stood up and left.

But now she couldn’t; despite feeling uncomfortable and upset, she had to endure.

She took a deep breath, bit her lip, endured, and endured again. Once she controlled her temper, she looked at the man and said, "Sir, love doesn’t necessarily need to be proven by dying for it. I wouldn’t do such a thing, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love him."

The man let out a dismissive hum: "You’re not too foolish. Those women who live and die for love, I despise them most. You’re right, love doesn’t need to be proven by dying for it."

"Sometimes, living well, and keeping this person in your heart for a lifetime, is also a way of deeply loving them."

The man suddenly seemed melancholic as though he remembered something: "But the separation of life and death between lovers is indeed a cruel thing."

Scarlett patiently waited for him to finish before quietly reminding him, "Sir, regarding my husband, are you..."

"In such a hurry?"

Scarlett took another deep breath, desperately holding back, biting her lip, "If I weren’t in a hurry, I wouldn’t be looking for him now. Sir, I’m truly, truly worried about him, please tell me now, I beg you."

She didn’t know what she had done to upset the man again; his face instantly turned dark, and his gaze became icy, looking at her coldly. "Miss Yates, I heard that the Saxon Family caused your parents’ accident. Because of the Saxon Family, your parents died in a car crash and left you. Yet, you fell in love with the son of your enemy. When you are pleading lowly for this man, have you ever thought about what your parents would think?"

Scarlett stared at him in shock: "How do you know..."

Who exactly is this man?

He knows these secrets so clearly!

"You don’t need to worry about who I am, you just need to answer what I asked you. Have you thought about what your parents would think when you do this?"

After a moment of shock, Scarlett frowned: "Sir, I seem to have no need to tell you this..."

The man sneered: "Miss Yates, is it that you don’t want to say, or you secretly dare not say?"

Reaching this point, Scarlett couldn’t tolerate it anymore.

After waiting so long, the man hadn’t revealed any information to her, instead rebuking her in a tone of an elder lecturing a younger.

She was willing to endure his rudeness because he claimed to have news about Matthew Saxon, but now it seems he has no intention of telling her.

She furrowed her brows, her tone becoming a bit impatient: "Sir, if you don’t want to tell me about my husband, then I won’t force you."

"In ten more minutes, my flight is going to depart. I really don’t have time to wait any longer."

"You want to leave?" The man raised his eyelids slightly, appearing indifferent.

"Yes." Scarlett slowly stood up, her eyes filled with anger at being played, no longer pleading, "I came here thinking you truly knew something, but now it seems I was wrong. You are merely toying with me. Sir, your behavior of exploiting other people’s urgency is truly despicable."