Female Novel
Chapter 596 Just Like Him
Chapter 596 Just Like Him
Max turned on the light in the hallway and helped change her shoes. Then he picked her up and
carried her in.
It had been a while, and Laura was actually a bit sober.
She looked around and asked dazedly, "Where am I?"
Max replied with a deadpan expression, "You're home."
"Home?"
Laura seemed surprised.
The next second, she realized that it wasn't Nichole who was supporting her. It was a man.novelbin
He was so close to her and looked so handsome. His beautiful eyes felt so familiar to Laura.
She looked at him in doubt. Then she reached her hand and pinched his cheek.
Huh? She felt that something was wrong.
She remembered she was drinking. How did she get here?
"What is this place?"
She wondered who this man was because he and Max looked so much alike. How could two people
look so much alike?
Laura pulled a long face as soon as she thought of Max.
She squeezed the man's cheek and pinched his upright nose. then she snorted, "You think you can
make me believe in you by dressing like Max?"
"And you're telling me this is my home? Bah! Do you really think I don't remember my place? You're
such a bad liar. Don't treat me like a fool."
Laura put one hand on her hips and kept knocking on his chest with the other.
She raised her tiny face and looked like a homeboy.
By making that face, she was trying to show that she had seen the world, and Max was such a raw liar
compared to her.
Max frowned and wondered where she had learned that.
But this wasn't the proper time to dwell on that question. He pointed at the bathroom and asked, "Are
you going to take a shower yourself or do you need my help?"
Laura looked in the direction he was pointing at in a daze.
Then she asked a question that she should never have asked.
"Why do I need a shower?"
Max cracked into evil grins.
The smile was as evil as wild.
He slowly unbuttoned his coat and took off his suit.
Then his lips twitched and he laughed, "Seems you'll need my help."
Laura was taken aback. Before she could react, her whole world was turned upside down. Max had
picked her up and walked to the bathroom upstairs.
A minute later, her scream came out of there.
"Arghhhh! Max! You jerk!"
"You just said you didn't know me. You recognize me now?"
"... I'm drowning! Help me!"
With the water splashed, Max pinched her chin and asked, "Look at me. Who am I?"
Laura's eyes were red because she had been choked with water. She looked piteous.
She pouted and said reluctantly, "Max..."
"I'm your man, remember?"
Laura was almost crying.
She nodded obediently, "Yes."
"That's my good girl!"
That night was crazy.
The next morning.
Laura was awakened by the pain all over her body.
She felt every inch of her body was aching. Her neck, arms, waist, and thighs felt like having been run
over by a truck.
She frowned and sat up, rubbing her neck.
She was in an unfamiliar room, surrounded by luxurious decorations with a touch of warm colors. The
decoration and the furnishings were all exquisite and a bit girly.
The morning sun shone through the white curtain. Everything in the room was plated with golden color.
She felt so warm.
She frowned and wondered where she was now.
Her memory of last night was gone, and so was her drunken feeling last night.
The last thing she could remember was that she had called Nichole and asked her to pick her up.
She couldn't recall anything else.
That being said, she didn't know that it was Max who had picked her up at last.
She wondered where she was. What is this place?
She got off bed curiously and looked around the whole room. When she walked to a mirror, she
suddenly found that she wasn't wearing the clothes that she was wearing for the meal yesterday.
She didn't know since when she had been wearing a set of silk pajamas.
It was of nice quality and as light as a feather, draped in a very nice shape with no crease on it, even
after she had slept in it overnight.
Laura was confused.
Just by then, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside, and Max walked in.
"You're up?"
Laura was taken aback. She turned over and didn't realize what was happening until she saw his face.
She felt relieved.
"Max? What is this place? Why am I here?"
Max stared at her for a while. He knew he had lost some memories because she was wasted last night.
He felt as angry as funny,
"You tell me."
"I tell you?"
Laura was even more confused.
She didn't know what he meant.
She lost her memory. How could she know what this place was?
But judging by his gaze, she felt she should know the answer.
She was totally... lost.
She was completely dumbfounded by this man. Max smiled when he saw how she looked.
He ended that conversation and put some new clothes on the bed. Then he said, "Get changed and
come downstairs for breakfast."
He said as he turned over and walked out.
Laura hesitated for a moment. Before she said anything, Max was already gone.
He had even closed the door for her considerately.
She frowned. Out of no reason, she felt that he seemed odd today.
But she couldn't tell what exactly was wrong.
She looked at the clothes on the bed. Then she walked over and picked them up.
These were all new. He must have had them bought earlier this morning. They are all designer brands,
fit for her in style and sizes.
After she changed her clothes, she tidied herself and walked out of the room.
In the dining room downstairs.
Max was already sitting at the dining table on which there were all kinds of breakfast choices.
There was soup, bacon, scrambled eggs, and even some cupcakes.
Laura could have whatever she wanted.
She went down and asked in surprise upon seeing the table, "Did you buy this on your own?"
Max glanced at her and answered in a low voice, "Jim did it."
Laura nodded.
She didn't even have to think to know that the noble young master would never go and get breakfast by
himself.
As long as he had an assistant, he would let him do it.
She wasn't in the mood to keep trying to figure out what had happened last night. She could faintly
guess out. Maybe she had been drunk and run into him by coincidence and then he brought her over.
She knew this might be just one among his many residences.