"Because he is also someone I care about deeply. If you hurt him, I will hate you. I will never forgive you in my entire life."
"But, I don't want to hate you."
Maxwell Saxon remained silent for a long time.
So long that Scarlett Yates thought he wouldn't answer her.
Just when she was about to give up on this question, he slowly began to speak, his deep voice resonating slowly, "Scarlett, do you really like him?"
Scarlett Yates thought for a moment, then replied, "Yes, I like him."
"But, have you forgotten what I told you? Naomi Dougla and your mother..."
"I haven't forgotten." Scarlett Yates knew what he wanted to say and quickly interrupted him, "Those are past grievances of the previous generation. He and I have decided not to dwell on past issues."
"So, you truly want to marry him?" Maxwell Saxon's eyes dimmed, and his voice turned hoarse, "That night... my men saw you both at a jewelry store buying rings. You agreed to his proposal?"
That night?
