Chapter 531 Yes, I Regret It
Mary's expression froze. Had he forgotten what happened before?
She said, "Let's talk in person."
Matthew, feeling the burning pain in his body, still spoke coldly, "Alright."
After speaking, he hung up the phone and sent Mary a message, asking her to go to Montagu Mansion.
Seeing the message, Mary furrowed.
The events of that night had left her with a strong aversion to Montagu Mansion, but now things had reached this stage, and it seemed she had no choice but to go.
Matthew's tone sounded cold as if he had no patience.
She felt speechless.
He was the one who had insisted on acting.
Mary composed herself and then set off for Montagu Mansion.
The butler saw her arrive and smiled, "Mrs. Montagu, would you like something to drink?"
Mary said, "Water is fine."
The butler nodded and instructed someone to get water.
Mary waited quietly.
About half an hour later, Matthew walked in with his tall and slender frame.
Mary glanced at him and stood up, saying, "I'm here to talk about what happened last time."
Matthew's eyes fixed on Mary's beautiful face, and his thin lips curved into a wicked smile. "What? Want to do it again? Is the tear healed?
Mary's face suddenly turned cold!
"Matthew, can you not be so vile?" Mary couldn't help but say.
Matthew walked over to her, and before she could react, he suddenly grabbed her chin and leaned in to kiss her.
But the next second, a crisp slap echoed.
Matthew's tongue pressed against his cheek, feeling the tingling sensation on his face, and he let out a low laugh.
"You slapped me. If I don't do something, wouldn't that slap for no reason?"
He suddenly pushed Mary onto the sofa with one leg, his tall body pressing down, capturing her lips in a kiss.
Mary didn't expect him to go crazy suddenly. She was filled with resistance, struggling fiercely!
"Matthew, you bastard!"
The suppressed emotions burst out like a flood, and she pounded on him, venting the anger that had been building up for days!
Matthew didn't continue, letting her hit him.
When she was exhausted and couldn't hit anymore, he coldly curled his lips, "You know I'm a bastard, so why did you come to me?"
His hand fell on her face, gently caressing. The two were very close at this moment, and an inexplicable atmosphere flowed between them.
Mary was tired, her breathing uneven. Her eyes were slightly red as she looked at his handsome face and said coldly, "Matthew, weren't we talking about acting before? What, have you changed your mind?"
Matthew said indifferently, "Yes, I have."
"You!"
Mary couldn't believe he would say that!
She glared at him, "How can you change your mind?"
Matthew looked at her with amusement, "Why can't I change my mind? I'm not the one being threatened and hurt."
Mary was speechless!
Her anger grew, but she couldn't find an outlet, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
She suddenly pushed him away, stood up, and said, "Since you're not interested anymore, let's just forget about it."
With that, she walked towards the door.
Matthew sat on the sofa, cold sweat on his forehead, staring at her silhouette.
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