Chapter 1498: Mr. Simmons Has Fainted

Chapter 1498: Chapter 1498: Mr. Simmons Has Fainted

"Then... why does he act like nothing’s wrong? Look, he’s still smiling."

Pain?

Knox Simmons seemed to have heard something amusing.

He was perfectly fine; why would he feel pain?

The most painful period had already passed. How could he possibly still feel pain now?

He sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, just slightly turning his head to look outside, and he could see Matthew Saxon’s car.

Of course, since he could see Matthew Saxon’s car, he could also see the scene of them holding each other and kissing.

That moment, like an arrow piercing the heart.

That moment was the real pain. What kind of pain could possibly compare to the feeling of being pierced by an arrow?

Now, Scarlett Yates and Matthew Saxon had already gotten in the car and left, yet that piercing feeling hadn’t left with them.

It had been so long since he had felt such a sensation.

When was the last time?

He thought in a daze, thought for a while and slowly remembered.

The last time must have been when he saw the news about Tiffany Buss’s wedding on TV, being a pianist of considerable international recognition, marrying a similarly talented painter, that wedding was quite sensational at the time, reported extensively by all major media outlets for days on end.

Details of the wedding and various videos were everywhere.

He had watched the video of the wedding scene.

It was a beautiful, romantic wedding, as if it were a fairy tale scene.

At that time, he felt pain because he had truly liked Tiffany Buss before.

But why now does he also feel so sad, so painful?

Honestly, his feelings for Scarlett Yates were not very strong, and they’ve never had a passionate love affair, so it can’t really be called a real loss, right?

He never truly had her, so how could he lose her?

But his heart has never lied.

No matter how deep or shallow he thought his feelings for Scarlett Yates might be, this moment, his heart truly hurt for her.

He recalled the first time they met.

Back then, in the bar teeming with all sorts of women, colorful and varied, yet he noticed Scarlett Yates at first glance.

From the moment she walked into the bar, he noticed her.

To be honest, his first impression of Scarlett Yates wasn’t profound, after all, she was just a pretty, unassuming little girl, neither striking nor stunning, blending into the crowd without leaving a strong presence.

In a place like the bar, where beautiful women mixed and gathered, she was even more inconspicuous; there were many women prettier and with nicer figures than her.

Yet he was just inexplicably drawn to her, a girl so inconspicuous.

The feeling was indescribable, like she had a magnetic field around her that attracted him, whenever she appeared nearby, his attention would immediately be drawn to her.

Perhaps from that moment, he was already touched.

Love at first sight happening to him was indeed a bit absurd; it would be difficult for people to believe, but it didn’t mean it couldn’t happen.

Memories flooded his mind like an old movie replaying.

His expression grew more distant, his gaze drifting, losing focus as if the self within him had floated to another place with his memories.

"Mr. Simmons, Mr. Simmons..."

"Something’s wrong, call 911 quickly, Mr. Simmons has fainted."