Chapter 1220: Chapter 1220: I Advise You to Leave on Your Own
When she slowly opened her eyes, Matthew Saxon realized she had beautiful eyes, dark and bright, clear and lively, like they could speak when they moved.
She had just woken up, and her expression was still a bit confused, as if she hadn’t quite grasped the situation, looking a bit dazed.
She spit out the quilt she had just been chewing on.
Seeing this, Matthew Saxon’s eyebrows furrowed in disdain.
She stared blankly for a moment, as if just then realizing he was watching her, and slowly lifted her head.
Matthew Saxon found it amusing.
This strange woman, when meeting his gaze, looked at him with eyes that seemed as if she had known him for a long time, and were very close to him.
She looked happy, staring at him blankly for a few seconds, then smiled blissfully as her eyes curved.
She threw off the quilt and ran to his bedside, her bright eyes fixed on him, full of joy, and with an utterly delighted tone, she said, "You’re awake."
Even her speaking tone sounded as if she was very familiar with him.
But... who is she?
This woman, who without his permission had intrusively slept in his room, who on earth is she?
Matthew Saxon confirmed he did not know this woman, yet watching her gave him an inexplicable feeling of familiarity.
But no matter who she was, her sneaking into his room without his permission was an act he could not tolerate.
Feeling his space had inexplicably been violated, Matthew Saxon’s face darkened, his narrow eyes slightly squinted, and he said coldly, "Who are you, and why are you in my room? Are you the new nurse?"
Yet she didn’t look like a nurse.
If she were a nurse from the hospital, why wouldn’t she even be wearing a uniform?
"You... what did you say?" Scarlett Yates’ face was just all joy and excitement, but as soon as Matthew Saxon spoke, she went completely dumbfounded.
Her smile froze, her eyes widened in astonishment, as if she had seen a ghost, staring unblinkingly at Matthew Saxon for a moment, her lips moved, her voice a bit dry: "You... did you just ask who I am? You don’t recognize me?"
As she spoke, she pointed a finger at her own face.
"Should I recognize you? Don’t act like we’re very familiar. I know I may have forgotten some things, but I am sure I don’t know a woman who acts as improperly as you."
"I suggest you leave on your own, or else, when I call someone over, you’ll have to take a trip to the police station."
Matthew Saxon’s expression was cold, his gaze equally cold, with a hint of impatience, his thin lips tightly pressed, looking quite angry.
Scarlett Yates almost fell to the floor.
"You, you..." she was so shocked, pointing a finger at Matthew Saxon, stammering for a while, too stunned to know what to say.
What is going on with Matthew Saxon?
Did he lose his memory?!
Oh God, could such a melodramatic thing really have happened?
If he doesn’t remember her... then what should she do?
It seems, now he was full of hostility towards her, reverting back to the arrogant and indifferent demeanor he had when they first met, with an expression of utmost arrogance, as if he could barely refrain from looking down his nose at her.
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