Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 810: Marry Me

Moonlight enveloped the entire city, and the night traffic flowed like water, shuttling through the bustling city.

The pedestrians and vehicles outside were too numerous to count.

The hotel’s glass windows clearly had excellent soundproofing; no matter how noisy it was outside, once inside, all that could be heard was the beautiful, slow music.

Even if someone was conversing, they kept their voice very low, so as not to affect others dining nearby.

Matthew Saxon never thought he would propose to Scarlett Yates in such circumstances, in such a manner.

When he withdrew his gaze, he was already prepared, looking at her calmly; his voice was calm too, as he said, word by word, "Scarlett Yates, marry me, let’s get married."

Bang!

The cup in Scarlett Yates’s hand fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

What did he... just say?

She looked at him in terror and shock, as if he had said something utterly unbelievable.

No matter how difficult the words were to say, they had been said; what needed to be done next was not that difficult.

Matthew Saxon called a waiter to clean up the broken glass on the floor, then stood up, took her wine glass, poured some wine, and handed it to her, raising an eyebrow: "Have some red wine, relax a bit."

Scarlett Yates, dazed, took the wine and took a big gulp to calm her nerves.

After half the wine was down, she fiddled with her ear: "Did I hear wrong just now? You said..."

"We’re getting married." Matthew Saxon said the words she was about to ask aloud.

"Yes, you said I am marrying you?" Scarlett Yates pointed at him, then at herself, her eyes widening dramatically, her expression and actions slightly silly.

Matthew Saxon gazed at her calmly: "Yes, we’re getting married."

He spoke clearly, and this time Scarlett Yates thought she had heard him correctly.

But wouldn’t this be too fantastical, more absurd than a dream?

Scarlett Yates was too shocked to speak for a long time.

After a long silence, it was as if she awoke from a dream, still with shock in her eyes, swallowed and asked: "Do you know what you’re saying?"

"I’m very clear." Matthew Saxon said this with a curved smile, a hint of mockery flashing through his long eyes, and slowly said, "This is Dad’s wish; I hope you can cooperate with me. You know, this treatment has a lot of risks, and we must prepare for the worst. I don’t want him to have any regrets."

"Let’s just say I’m asking you to do me a favor. Rest assured, even if we marry, it will merely be in name. If Dad’s health recovers, we can wait until he’s fully restored to divorce.

"Of course, it won’t be help without compensation; you can set any condition, and as long as I can accomplish it, I’ll do it for you."

"You mean we’ll have a faux marriage?" After listening to him, Scarlett Yates finally began returning to normal from the shock.

Turns out he’s not having a mental lapse; he suddenly proposed marriage to fulfill Roy Saxon’s wish.

Scarlett Yates always thought Matthew Saxon didn’t have deep feelings for Roy Saxon.

But now she realized, many things aren’t just what they seem on the surface.

Matthew Saxon usually liked to do the opposite of Roy Saxon; the more Roy wanted him to do something, the more he’d do the opposite, displaying extreme rebellion.

But now, he was willing to marry Scarlett for Roy Saxon.

He was willing to marry a woman whose heart belongs to another; with his proud nature, if he didn’t truly care about Roy Saxon, he wouldn’t be able to endure this grievance.