"I know you'll hate me for doing this, but so what? If I can't have your heart, having your body is still good. If I have to choose between the two, I should at least have one. Your heart belongs to Matthew, so let your body be mine. If making you hate me can keep me in your heart, that's not too bad. At least I'll still occupy a place in your heart."
"As long as you hate me for a day, you won't forget me for a day. If you neither love nor hate, soon you'll forget me, just like you forgot me when we were children. Rather than being forgotten by you, I might as well find another way to make you remember me."
After finishing speaking, he lowered his head to kiss her.
Scarlett Yates could no longer remain calm.
She struggled, desperately fighting back, screaming, "Maxwell Saxon, don't do this. I know you're not this kind of person. Stop it, stop it, you promised you'd never hurt me. Don't you remember your promise?"
