Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?

Chapter 1380: Chapter 1380: She Won’t Mind

From where he is standing now, Matthew Saxon can also see Scarlett Yates at a glance.

Scarlett was only up to get something to eat, so she was still wearing pajamas, her hair was disheveled, and she hadn’t fully recovered from her cold. Her cheeks looked slightly pale, with a hint of illness.

Only one light was left on in the stairwell, making the lighting somewhat dim.

She was standing in a corner, her hair scattered, her face pale, and with the dim lighting and the fact that it was late at night, not making a sound, just standing there, she indeed looked rather frightening at first glance.

Their eyes met.

On the handsome and expressionless face of Matthew Saxon, a trace of surprise first appeared, then, like the woman beside him, his brows furrowed in displeasure.

"Young Master Saxon, look, she’s glaring at us." The woman tugged at Matthew Saxon’s arm in dissatisfaction. "Your family’s maid really has a temper, seeing you, the young master, yet not having any reaction at all."

Matthew Saxon looked indifferently at Scarlett Yates for a few seconds before withdrawing his gaze and said calmly, "She is not a maid."

"Ah?" The woman was taken aback and blinked, a hint of confusion in her almond eyes. "Then she is..."

This time, Matthew Saxon’s voice was even calmer, his thin lips curved into a smile as he said, "She is my wife, Young Madam Saxon. What kind of eye do you have, to mistake her for a maid?"

After speaking, the smile on his curved lips deepened, and he continued with a laugh, "If any maid dared to be as unruly as her, she would have been fired long ago."

The woman standing in the stairwell with disheveled hair and a pale complexion is actually Young Madam Saxon?

The woman was stunned, her face showing a very shocked expression.

Suddenly, she felt a bit uneasy.

The hand entwined on Matthew Saxon’s arm was neither loose nor tight.

"Young Master Saxon, you... your wife is at home, so we..." the woman said in a low voice, raising her eyes to glance quickly at Scarlett Yates before lowering her head again.

Just as she started to loosen the hand on Matthew Saxon’s arm, Matthew Saxon reached out and wrapped an arm around her slender waist.

The woman was stunned, somewhat surprised, turning her head to look at him, "Young Master Saxon..."

Bringing a woman home and being caught red-handed by his own wife, he seemed neither panicked nor flustered, no hint of guilt in his eyes, his expression calm and composed, as if the woman coldly watching them from the stairs was merely a maid.

Matthew Saxon steadily walked forward with his arm around her.

His voice wasn’t loud, but in the quiet night, everyone could hear it.

He smiled coolly, his voice very calm, lightly laughing as he said, "We’ll do our thing, she won’t mind."

The woman’s face showed even greater astonishment.

How could a wife see her husband bringing home another woman and not be angry, not mind?

This Young Madam Saxon is really abnormal.

But after a while, the woman truly believed Matthew Saxon was right.

Because from the moment Young Madam Saxon saw them until they reached her, she really didn’t show any reaction at all.

Just looked expressionlessly, without making a single sound.

Really a strange person, able to endure so much.

The woman couldn’t help but raise her head to look at her again. The previous discomfort had also vanished with Matthew Saxon’s indifferent attitude toward Young Madam Saxon.

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!