If it weren't for her, how could he even bother with a woman like Emmy Thompson?
The first time he saw that woman, he felt disgusted.
Scarlett Yates held a cup of warm water in her hands, sipping it slowly. When there was only a third left, she finally looked up, her eyes fixed on him, "Thanks for earlier."
"You say thanks, but I don't see a bit of gratitude on your face?" He narrowed his long, phoenix-like eyes, his handsome face practically screaming, "I'm really pissed off."
"Emmy Thompson knows about our relationship now." She said and sighed.
Matthew Saxon's eyes narrowed dangerously, "So what?"
"She'll spread it across the entire hospital."
"So, you've been frowning all this time just because you're afraid others will know about us?" Matthew Saxon felt he was about to be infuriated by her.
He stretched his long legs and walked up to her.
