Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?

Chapter 1184: He Must Still Be Alive

Hope, hope...Stella Nelson racked her brain, and suddenly a light bulb went off in her mind, and she really came up with an idea.

Her eyes brightened, she put down the bowl in her hand, and looked at Scarlett Yates, saying: "Scarlett, have you ever considered that maybe Matthew Saxon didn’t die?"

The ever-unchanging look on Scarlett Yates’s face finally showed a bit of change.

She blinked, and her eyes, which had been staring at the ceiling for two hours, slowly turned toward her.

Maintaining the same posture for a long time had made her movements stiff and slow, and it took half a minute just to turn her head.

Her dry lips moved, and a coarse and hoarse voice came out of her mouth: "What... do you mean?"

Stella Nelson held her cold hand, silently apologizing in her heart, then lied: "I mean, there’s a great possibility that Matthew Saxon didn’t die. Scarlett, there’s something I haven’t told you; actually, the bodies recovered this time didn’t include his or Alice Green’s."

"The plane didn’t crash from a high altitude. To be precise, it emergency-landed into the sea but wasn’t successful. However, this also implies that when the plane began losing control and falling, it was already very close to the sea surface."

"Think about it, because it wasn’t a high-altitude crash, three survivors could make it. If those three could survive, why couldn’t Matthew Saxon?"

"He’s such a smart person, he should have prepared for some things before the plane lost control, like wearing a life jacket. He disappeared along with Alice Green; isn’t it possible that they drifted away with the ocean current to somewhere else?"

"I heard there are several small islands near that sea area; I think this possibility is very high."

"So!" she squeezed Scarlett Yates’s hand tightly, took a deep breath, and concluded: "He must still be alive. You can’t give up hope; you need to pull yourself together, recover your body, and then go find him."

Having said so much in one breath, Stella Nelson was unsure if Scarlett Yates would believe her words.

But when she looked up, she found that Scarlett Yates’s entire expression had changed.

Those eyes, which had been dull and lifeless, suddenly brightened a lot, and her face no longer bore just expressions of despair and sadness.

It was as if her lost soul had returned, and the thing sparkling in her eyes was nothing short of hope, right?

Stella Nelson immediately felt at ease, feeling that telling this lie was the right choice.

No matter what happens in the future, at least now, Scarlett Yates had rekindled hope.

With hope, life won’t seem so hopeless.

"Stella, you say... is it really possible that he’s still alive?" Scarlett Yates excitedly gripped her hand tightly, as if trying to draw some strength from her, squeezing it very tightly, "Is it really possible for what you said to happen?"

"It will, it definitely will, so you mustn’t give up hope."

"But before that, you need to first get yourself healthy. If you keep lying on the hospital bed, you won’t be able to do anything, Scarlett, do you understand what I mean?"

Scarlett Yates hesitated for a moment, then lightly nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

Stella Nelson was delighted in her heart, immediately helping her sit up, then picked up the bowl of porridge she just put down, scooped a spoonful of the clear porridge, and brought it to her mouth: "Then drink this bowl of porridge first. If you refuse to eat, you’ll have no strength, and without strength, how are you going to find him?"