After her rebirth

Driving back home, the car suddenly screeched to a halt, producing a piercing sound.

At some point, it had started raining outside. As soon as the door opened, raindrops drifted in. Felix quickly grabbed the umbrella from the entryway and opened it to shield them.

"Be careful, don't catch a cold in the rain." Felix carefully shielded Maximilian from the rain, worried that even a drop might get on him.

In past years, whenever it rained in winter, Maximilian's spirits would drop, and he would easily get sick.

This year, with Katniss's care, Maximilian had visibly improved, and nothing could go wrong.

"It's fine," Maximilian said, coughing lightly.

Maximilian was no longer using a wheelchair. He walked slowly but steadily with a pure black cane, exuding a calm and powerful presence.

Once inside, Mira handed over a bowl of freshly made soup.

"Have some soup to warm up. The temperature is going to drop in the next few days. I saw on the weather forecast that it might snow in a few days."

Maximilian drank the soup, and with the heater on, he soon felt warm, with a fine layer of sweat forming on his nose.

"Where's Katniss?" Maximilian asked.

Mira took the bowl and pointed upstairs. "She said she was going to take a bath and hasn't come down yet. I'll go call her for dinner."

With that, Mira turned to put down the bowl and was about to go upstairs to call Katniss for dinner.

"No need, I'll go upstairs to change clothes. I'll call her," Maximilian said gently, stopping Mira. He then slowly walked towards the elevator with his cane.

Opening the bedroom door, there was no sound inside. Maximilian looked around and found Katniss asleep in the dressing room.

Katniss had taken a bath, changed into pajamas, and her hair was half-dried, slightly damp and draped over the table.

Maximilian walked over, covered her with a blanket, and stood silently in front of the table, looking down at her.

Next to Katniss's arm was a book, suggesting she had fallen asleep while reading.

Maximilian rolled up his sleeves, revealing a small, strong arm, and casually sat down, glancing at her book.

Maximilian raised an eyebrow, looking at her. The book was a professional one, quite difficult, and not something one would casually flip through. There were notes and highlights in the margins.

Katniss was quite impressive to be able to understand it.

The fresh, damp scent filled Katniss's nose, and she slowly and sleepily opened her eyes.

Seeing Maximilian sitting beside her, Katniss struggled to open her eyes and gradually saw Maximilian's face clearly-thick eyebrows, deep eyes, and thin lips.

His exquisite features were truly stunning.noveldrama

"Maximilian, you're back," she said, her voice hoarse from sleep.

Maximilian put down the book, looking at her tired face, and couldn't help but frown. "Have you been very tired lately? You have dark circles under your eyes."

Do I have dark circles?

Katniss raised her hand to touch her eyes and then sighed. "I took on a job recently, two thousand dollars."

With all her debts, how could she not work hard?

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Maximilian squinted his eyes. "Short on money?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Katniss's face, but she nodded openly. "Yes, you're my biggest creditor. I still remember the hundred thousand dollars I owe you. Plus, I need money to renovate my grandmother's house. I need to earn money to pay you back."

The sooner she paid it off, the sooner she could be at ease.

Hearing this, Maximilian's expression suddenly turned cold. Katniss sensed something was wrong. Had she said something wrong?

"Katniss," Maximilian said, his dark eyes slightly cold, "are you in such a hurry to pay me back because you don't want to owe me money, or because you don't want to owe me specifically?"

The serious atmosphere made Katniss nervous, her eyelashes trembling uneasily. "I just don't like owing people things. A hundred thousand dollars is a lot of money. You might not care because you have money, but I can't just think it's no big deal because you have money."

"One should have a sense of shame," Katniss said with a forced smile.

Seeing Katniss's nervous look, Maximilian knew his tone had been too harsh, but he was genuinely upset.

After a moment, Maximilian softened his tone. "I'm not in a hurry to get my money back, so why are you? Your studies should be your priority. What if you ruin your health for money? Don't overwork yourself."

He knew Katniss had been very busy lately, leaving early and coming back late.

He had thought it was because of her medical studies, but it turned out she had taken on side jobs to earn money to pay him back.

The root cause was him.

"I understand," Katniss nodded, then cautiously glanced at him. "Don't be mad, you're so fierce."

Maximilian looked at her, his tone slightly cold. "It's for your own good. I have plenty of money. Do you think a few thousand dollars matters to me? If you exhaust yourself for money, people might think I've gone bankrupt. How would it sound if Mrs. Hamilton fainted from overworking?"

"Not good, not good," Katniss shook her head vigorously, shrinking her neck. Maximilian was truly terrifying when he was angry.

Katniss eagerly poured a glass of water and thoughtfully blew on it. "Have some water. Don't let your throat get dry from talking so much."

Annoyed that she thought he was talking too much?

Maximilian sneered, stood up with his cane, and said, "Let's go downstairs for dinner." Katniss breathed a sigh of relief, quickly stood up, and reached out to support Maximilian. "Take it slow, I'll help you."

Then, unable to suppress her professional instincts, Katniss couldn't help but advise, "You need to relax in moderation. If your leg hurts, it's better to use a wheelchair."

"I noticed you haven't used the wheelchair these past few days. Do you stand for long periods at the office? Does it hurt a lot? I can give you a massage tonight to relieve muscle soreness. You'll feel better tomorrow."

Several times, Katniss had seen Maximilian doing rehabilitation exercises in the gym. Even though he was in obvious pain, his face pale and sweat dripping from his forehead, Maximilian's incredible endurance kept him from making a sound.

"You're already so tired, and you still want to give me a massage?" Maximilian smiled slightly. "Go to bed early tonight. No more reading."

Katniss pursed her lips, not daring to argue.

Then the two of them went downstairs for dinner. Mira had already reheated the food and was just bringing it out.

Seeing them come down, Mira quickly invited them to eat. Watching the two of them so close, Mira smiled with satisfaction.

As she served the food, she said, "You both shouldn't overwork yourselves. The elders

in our village say that women need to take care of their health to have healthy babies. Otherwise, the babies won't be smart."