Matthew Saxon felt his eyebrows twitch again, and his temples throbbed twice.
"Look at you, you can't even speak a word. Clearly, you're feeling guilty and you know very well that everything I'm saying is true."
"..."
"Marriage is really meaningless."
"..."
"Matthew Saxon, why aren't you saying anything? Are you too lazy to even talk to me now?"
"..."
"Hmph, indeed, birds of a feather flock together. Not a single one of you men is any good."
Matthew Saxon didn't know how other couples reacted after getting their marriage certificate, but he figured that his situation with Scarlett Yates was rare.
His newlywed wife, Scarlett, had spent the hour after getting their marriage certificate berating and complaining about him, reducing him to nothing.
When he spoke, he was wrong; when he remained silent, he was even more wrong. Just as she had said before, when she was displeased with him, even his breathing was a mistake.
