My Wife Is So Sweet (Natalia Dawson)

Chapter 617 Let’S Talk Tomorrow
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Chapter 617 Let'S Talk Tomorrow

Chapter 617 Let's Talk Tomorrow

However, she had every way to be hesitant.

She had been through a lot of pain. And now the fall of her family, the sorrows of her past were

exposed to him and the whole wide world,

without reserve.

If she really loved him with all her heart, would she be rewarded and loved as she deserved?

Max was disappointed by her hesitation. He reached out his hand to touch her eyes gently.novelbin

"Don't look at me like that. Laura, it will break my heart."

On that silent night, his voice sounded low and hoarse, with a hint of despair.

It was the first time she had heard his voice like this.

He was vigorous and confident before. Now, however, he held her tight and sighed like a traveler on a

long journey.

Laura's eyes unaccountably misted over.

She struggled a little in his arms and Max let her go.

She took a step back and didn't dare to look at him, but lowered her head and forced a smile.

"Now it's not a good time. I'm tired. Let's talk tomorrow."

Then she walked away from him.

Seeing this, Max frowned and tried to say something.

But somehow he took back the words rushed to his lips.

He said, standing up and looking at her, "it's late, stay here tonight. If you want to go back, I'll drive you

home tomorrow."

There was a long pause before she agreed to his suggestion.

She stayed in the guest room upstairs that night.

After taking a shower, she lay in bed and stared at the starry sky, distraught.

A shrill and unkind voice sounded in her ears again.

She wondered if she did the right thing.

But she was so tired that she did not want to experience the pain once again.

She knew that Max seemed to be a playboy on the outside, but deep down he really respected his

mother.

If she said yes, would it be painful for him to make a choice in the future?

And she had no confidence that he would choose her over his mother.

She knew she shouldn't feel that way.

And she should have faith in him.

However, fear enveloped her.

She dared not take a risk. She admitted that she was a coward.

She refused to move out of her comfort zone,

even if she would be upset or even if he would leave her one day.

Her pride was like a vine that twisted around her heart, which made it hard for her to break free.

She didn't know how she fell asleep that night.

All she remembered was she had a dream.

In her dream, the dark days were gone.

And her birth father was alive.

She lived happily with her parents. Her father was still Chad Nixon's right-hand man.

Her mother was sitting at the window and tied her a bow skillfully.

However, she was no longer that little girl.

Her family, like the most ordinary family in the world, lived an ordinary but peaceful, happy life.

Laura was lost in her dream. When she woke up, her pillow was wet with tears.

Because she forgot to close the curtains last night, sunlight came in through the window in the morning.

The winter sun was not dazzling at all, with the warmth that was long gone.

"This is nice." She said inwardly.

Today was as sunny as yesterday.

Was this a sign that everything would be all right?

The corners of her lips lifted slightly at the thought. Then she raised her hand to rub her eyes.

She was getting ready to get up when she heard the sound of smashing bowls downstairs.

She froze for a moment, thinking that it was Max.

However, a sarcastic remark came to her ears again.

"Well... I thought Max was out all day flattering the ladies. I've never expected that you're one of them!"

Laura's face went white as a sheet when she heard it.

It was...

She could never forget her voice.

It was Max's mother, Christine Nixon.

Laura rolled out of bed and dashed out.

At this moment, Christine was sitting on the sofa downstairs, looking at the four people around her in a

domineering manner.

Two bodyguards Max asked Jim to arrange for her and Nicole were there, with a girl of a young age

that she didn't know.

And Max was not here.

Laura's face changed and she hurried downstairs.

"Is she still sleeping? It looks like I have to wake her up in person?"

A clear voice sounded as Christine stopped speaking.

"No, I'm here."

Christine turned her head and saw Laura coming.

When Nicole saw Laura, she ran to her like seeing a savior.

Nicole said in a low voice, "Laura, she..."

Laura patted her on the back, signaling that she already understood everything.

Nicole looked at her sympathetically.

Although she didn't like the fact that Laura was with Max before, she now thought that Max was a

decent guy and it might actually be a good idea for Laura to be with him after the kidnapping.

Max looked bad-tempered and capricious, but at least he loved Laura.

Nicole did not expect that she would run into this old witch on the way to pick up Laura to the set.

This hard-hearted old witch in Nicole's eyes, lost her temper and ruined a beautiful morning for no

reason at all.

She was like an evil mother-in-law from the old days.

When Nicole looked at Laura again, she felt sorry for her.

"Oh gosh! Poor Laura!"

"She finally found her Mr. Right and their story is about to have a happy ending, but all these are

denied by his mother. What should they do? "

However, Laura hadn't thought of that.

Laura always knew that Christine would show up out of nowhere and stir up trouble one day.

So she breathed a sigh of relief when Christine was finally here.

To Laura, Christine was like an enemy hidden in the dark, waiting for the best timing to attack.

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