NovelEnglishChapter 198 Max heldclose, his chin resting on my shoulder. For sreason, I felt his vulnerability and didn't resist.
"Let's forget the blood test and head back," I coaxed him like one would soothe a child.
I thought, 'They say men becboys in front of the women they love. Is Max the same?' Max announced, "From today, we're staying with the Hilton family." "Aren't the Hiltons just a bunch of old geezers out to getand the baby?" Thinking of the stubborn old guards at the Hilton family madeshake my head. Safety cfirst. "Those old fogies don't get to stay in Hilton Mansion," Max smirked, aiming for another hug, which I playfully pushed away. "It's inappropriate. What would people think?" Richard proposed, "Registering our marriage would make it respectable. Would I have that honor?" A gust of wind swept through, tousling my hair and stirring my emotions. Max chuckled and helped tuck the disheveled strands behind my ear.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn my past life, Claude wouldn't marry me, even if it meant divorce. In this life, Claude would rather haveas the other woman than makehis wife.
In this life and the last, it was the first tsomeone had wanted to marrybecause he felt lucky to have a child with me.
"It's too soon. I'm not ready yet." I shrank back. "Max, I want to find myself first. I don't know if I can stand on the sstarting line as you, but I don't want to be who I am right now." I'd lost everything. All I had left was myself. I needed to beca better version of myself to protect the unborn child instead of just relying on others.
"I've had the lab buy new equipment. If you want to continue your research, I'll support you." Max had prepared everything for me.
"Okay." I wanted to refuse because I considered leaving Crestview to trace my parents' steps. I wondered if my grandparents were still alive and if they had been waiting all these years for my parents' return.
QUMS But then I remembered Richard was after Max, and I couldn't leave Max. "Takeback to my apartment. I need to grab sclothes and stuff." "We have everything at home. I moved out of the apartment last month and planned to get you everything ready. I had planned to pick you up the next day, but you had gone. I thought you still loved Claude." Max's lips revealed a hint of jealousy in his smile.
"Claude is your nephew, right? You don't like him, do you?" I teased.
"He doesn't know his place. He shouldn't have hurt you. In my past life, I gave way to him." Max looked atwith a hint of regret.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSo, he had been paying attention tosince his last life, but back then, I loved Cłaude, so he stepped back. But then I died. He desperately searched, only to find my charred body still carrying his child I was curious. "In the past life, what was Claude's reaction to my death?" Max answered lightly, "He knelt at your grave and cried for days." I raised an eyebrow. "Did Claude not erect a tombstone with 'Beloved wife, Claire Floyd' on it?"
"He was afraid I'd kill him, so he didn't dare." I could feel Max's murderbus vibe as he said that. It was no wonder they called Max the Grim Reaper. "So, you set up my tombstone, huh?" I tiptoed, rewarding his cheek with a soft kiss.
They say the wife of this life is the person who buried you in your past life. In my case, the person who buriedin my past life becthe biggest blessing of this one.
I had no idea what the future might hold, but first, I owed Max for givinga place to restlin peace. "Max, thank you for givinga grave, a place to set my soul."
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