Spoiled By The CEO: Why The Wife Is Kinda Sweet?

Chapter 547: I’m in This

If Max remembered correctly, it should have been a dozen years since Joris Davies had moved away

from Eqitin with his family.

At that time, Laura was around ten.

Which meant, Joris died shortly after he had left Eqitin with his family?

So basically, Laura had grown up without his father while putting up with that scum foster father?

Max couldn’t tell whether he was more sorry or regretful at this moment.

He felt sorry for her upbringing, but he was more regretful that he hadn’t paid any attention to the

Davies Family all these years, nor had he ever thought of looking for her.

Childhood friendship was the purest, but it was easy for kids to forget about it too.

Max always remembered a little girl, who had chased behind him calling him "Max" all the time, but

before the moment his soul was touched by her when they met again, he had never thought of looking

for her.

People made mistakes all the time. They missed the most important thing or people in their lives

unconsciously.

Max went silent. He didn’t speak again until Laura was about to get off as the car stopped at her

apartment.

"Hold on."

Laura paused, looking back.

Max jumped off the car, walked around the car, and came up to her.

Laura pressed her lips together and asked, "What?"

Max stared at her. For the first time, his charm could no longer be seen in his beautiful eyes, and a note

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He whispered, "Let me come up with you."

Laura was a little surprised, but she didn’t refuse him, nodding silently.

She turned around and walked into the building, while Max caught up with her immediately.

It was true that a lot had happened between the two of them, but to be honest, it was the first time Max

had visited her place alone.

Laura had always stayed in the apartment Star Entertainment arranged for her. Later, she made some

money, but didn’t want to move, so she just bought that apartment.

The two of them took the lift to the 18th floor. Laura took out the key and opened the door before they

walked in.

Her apartment, which had two bedrooms and a living room, wasn’t huge, but was furnished in a cozy

and homey way. The rooms were decorated in warm shades.

Laura put her purse down, took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, and said, "I don’t have

slippers for men, but only these, so deal with it."

After that, she started to change her shoes on her own.

Max took a look at the pink and floral slippers at his feet, which looked so sweet and cute.

But he ignored them, took off his shoes, and walked in with his socks on.

Seeing him ignore the slippers, Laura was a little surprised, but she didn’t say anything but walked in

too.

"Do you want some water?"

Max responded yes before she passed a glass of warm water to him.

Max walked around the house, except for the bedroom, and commented, "You have a sweet home. It’s

perfect for you."

Laura gave a faint smile. "It’s just a shelter for me and far from perfection."

This was definitely not something an A-list actress would say. After all, the other A-listers would be

living in a mansion and driving a fancy car. None of them would be so down-to-earth as she was.

Max stared at her with a slight frown. After a while, he asked, "Isn’t there anything you want to tell me?"

Laura looked up and met his gaze, and the next moment, she looked away.

She knew what Max was referring to. Indeed, she had thought of it countless times before, but she just

couldn’t say it.

Since Laura said nothing, Max could only ask first, "How’s Mrs. Davies? Where is she now?"

Laura compressed her lips and answered him after some time, "She’s not well. She’s in a nursing

home now."

Max frowned.

"In a nursing home? Is she OK?"

Laura managed a smile and replied with studied casualness, "People get old and they don’t feel well.

It’s nothing serious."

Seemingly, she didn’t want to have this conversation anymore, shooting a glance at Max. "Well… Have

a seat. Let me get in and change my clothes first."

She was still wearing Max’s coat because her own clothes were torn.

Max nodded.

Ten minutes later, Laura got changed and came out again.

She came out, only to see Max leaning against the wall looking outside on the balcony with his mind

wandering.

Laura thought for a moment before approaching him and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Max turned around, his eyes were dark and hard to read against the night. He stared at her quietly and

asked in a husky and attractive voice, which sounded as if it wafted up to her from afar.

"I’ve been thinking… If I had cared more about you these years, or even if I had simply called you,

would you have suffered less?"

Shocked, Laura never expected him to be thinking about this.

She paused and pressed her lips together.

After a moment, she smiled, "Not exactly. After all, we’re neither relatives nor friends…"

However, before she could finish her sentence, Max interrupted her.

"Neither relatives nor friends?" He sneered and took a step towards her. "So this is what we are in your

eyes? Neither relatives nor friends?"

Laura froze. Suddenly, she found it hard to say what she had wanted to say in the first place.

Staring at Max, she heaved a sigh. "I didn’t mean that way."

"I don’t care what you mean." Max snorted, "Anyways, now that I know what kind of situation you’re in,

from now on, I’m in this."

Laura frowned at his words.

It didn’t occur to her that he would say so.

However, no one knew her foster father better than her, and that was why she had never told him the

truth, so that he could stay out of this.

Laura, nonetheless, was aware that Max had many ways to deal with a rascal like her foster father, but

she also knew it would take Max a lot of energy and time to deal with him.

Moreover…

She forced a smile and said, "It’s so weird of you to say so. What are we? Why must you step in my

business?"

What Laura said awakened Max. Suddenly, he realized something and his eyes darkened.

Laura said with a casual air as she ran her fingers through her hair with a smile, "I have a fiance. Even

if I needed help, I’d naturally turn to him. In what capacity are you to help me, Mr. Nixon?"

Max became livid upon hearing her.

Suddenly, he walked up to Laura and trapped her against the wall, saying in a low and stern voice.

"Well, you don’t need my help? Then who was grabbing my hand and begging me for help in the bar

just now?"

Now Laura was speechless.