Listening to him say these words, Scarlett Yates felt uneasy. She didn't want to think of the worst, but the moment she considered that Matthew Saxon might really have a serious illness, she felt suppressed and uncomfortable.
"Matthew Saxon, stop overthinking things. What serious illness could you have? You've always been perfectly healthy."
"A lot of things are unforeseeable, no one can guarantee they'll be free from illness and pain all their life." He sighed again, seemingly very melancholic.
Scarlett Yates felt stifled hearing this: "Thinking too much here is pointless, we'll find out once we get to the hospital."
"Yeah, I know." Matthew Saxon smiled bitterly. "I was just saying it casually, Scarlett, can I ask you a question now?"
Leaving the hotel, the valet brought over Matthew Saxon's understated Porsche.
