Chapter 1445: Don’t Be Self-Deluded

Chapter 1445: Chapter 1445: Don’t Be Self-Deluded

"I said there’s no need, and that’s that."

Matthew Saxon was quite insistent, leaving these words behind, he ignored the doctor and walked a few steps forward, directly to Scarlett Yates, lowered his head, and looked at her intently: "I’m fine, you don’t need to worry."

"Who said I’m worried about you?" Scarlett Yates sneered coldly, "I’m here to see Knox, it has nothing to do with you, don’t flatter yourself."

Matthew Saxon paused, then smiled: "No matter who you’re here to see, Scarlett, I’m happy to see you here."

Even though Scarlett’s words sounded so indifferent, and even though she said she was only here to see Knox Simmons, Matthew Saxon wasn’t completely insensitive.

Just now, at the moment he pushed open the door and walked out, Scarlett Yates immediately stepped forward, looking at him with a trace of concern and nervousness in her eyes.

However, when he looked at her again, her face had already changed to a calm expression, as if the concern she showed earlier was just his illusion.

She was worried about him.

Even though she’s acting indifferent now, knowing this made Matthew Saxon feel quite gratified.

He went to the Simmons Family to find people, he followed Knox Simmons, all to find her, but in the end, he didn’t expect that as soon as he entered the hospital, she would appear before him voluntarily.

"Hey, are you okay?" Knox Simmons’s annoyed voice sounded, as he stepped forward and squeezed between the two, also raising his head to scrutinize Matthew Saxon, frowning tightly, "What are you doing, why don’t you let the doctor give you a proper checkup, if there’s something wrong, it can be discovered early."

It seemed that at this moment, Matthew Saxon was fine.

Although his complexion was still terrible, it was much better compared to the previous state where he couldn’t even stand.

But even so, shouldn’t he have a proper checkup to find out the root cause of his physical anomaly?

What if... next time while driving, crossing the street, or showering, he suddenly fainted again, wouldn’t it be dangerous?

"I’m very aware of my body, so what’s the point of all your nonsense?"

Knox Simmons meant well, but the other person didn’t appreciate it at all, and even ridiculed him.

Angry, he reached out to grab Matthew Saxon’s collar, growling through clenched teeth: "This is like a dog biting Lü Dongbin, not recognizing good intentions, if it weren’t for that punch being mine, I wouldn’t care about your life or death. Now go back and properly get checked, if nothing’s wrong, it has nothing to do with me; otherwise, next time, if you suddenly collapse again and your body goes cold like a dead person, how am I supposed to not have this blamed on me?"

Matthew Saxon looked down at his crumpled collar, his face darkened: "Let go."

"Just because you say let go doesn’t mean I will, who do you think you’re ordering?" Knox Simmons not only didn’t loosen his grip but tightened it further, "I don’t want to be blamed for no reason at all, Matthew Saxon, you must do a thorough check to prove this has nothing to do with me this time, do you hear?"

With a loud smack.

Matthew Saxon’s face turned cold and he slapped Knox Simmons’s hand on the back: "Second Simmons, be polite when you talk to me."

That slap was very loud.

Immediately, five bright red finger marks appeared on Knox Simmons’s hand.