My Little Devil's

Hard-headed!

This afternoon they returned to the city. The crowds and luxurious views of the high buildings in the city of Brusell they saw again after a long time, especially Evelyne who had been very longing for free air in the bright sky of this city.

Moreover, Maxwell brought Evelyne to Villa Tuan Fernandez because at the request of Mrs Meeiner who was still in the hospital.

"Son! I'm so worried about you," said Mrs Meeiner, who seemed to have better welcomed Evelyne's arrival at the Villa entrance.

This place felt warmer than before just that, the father and son were silent just looking at their interaction.

"Are you well?"

"I will always be healthy when I see my son-in-law and his future son are fine," replied Mrs Meeiner still hugging Evelyne warm as usual also did not refuse. He is comfortable with the hospitality of this woman especially he did not bring anything up.

"Hows it? You're doing okay, right? I see your body is thin and not so full from before. Son!"

"really?" evelyne asked as Madame Meriner cupped her cheeks. The gray net turned to look at Maxwell who was just silent.

"yeah. That must be because you don't eat well, I've forced all the healthy menus so that you and my granddaughter are healthy and strong. Hm?"

"Food?" mummy Evelyne sparkling. Why did his appetite rise after meeting Maxwell who only occasionally felt the nausea now.

"There's also Ice Cream and..."

"Ice Creaam!!!" pekik Evelyne excited. He looked so eager that he licked his own lips several times. It made Madame Meeiner anxious as well as the servants behind them.

"Max! You're so rich you can't satisfy Evelyne!"

"Rubber!! She was very unsatisfactory," hardik Evelyne narrowed her eyes irritated at Maxwell who felt cornered.

"You can't control yourself" he insisted.

"What? I'm already big!"

"You're a little girl" Maxwell murmured but Evelyne immediately spoke loudly.

"If I was a kid, why would you impregnate me. Ha??"

Deggs...

Maxwell almost choked on his own saliva. He rubbed his crumpled nape at once quite embarrassed because Evelyne made everyone here so amused smile.

He turned to glare at the beautiful woman but unfortunately Evelyne was too upset. He took Mrs Meeiner by the arm and walked in leaving Maxwell and Mr Fernandez looking at her.

"You took out the kidnapper?" ask Mr. Fernandez with serious intonation as usual.

Maxwell-same. His face was flat again with both hands going into both sides of his pants pocket.

"No!"

"Why? Any issues?" asked Mr. Fernandez but Maxwell seemed to think of something.

"I don't want to chain hostility. The problem is only stuck in your name and I hope you will not let go of your hands," said Maxwell, making their conversation as the repellent of the servants who had not dared anymore because the two women were gone.

"Hm. I gotcha! You just focus on Evelyne and your other rivals."

"Sadly" Maxwell walked away leaving Mr. Fernandez looking at the wide back and strapping of his son.

Instead, he felt the hatred that once ingrained turned with a hidden love and pride. Obviously Mr. Fernandez is not good at making a mouthful but he will try to get this problem resolved quickly.

"Master!"

Jirome came from behind with a luxurious gold paper bag. He thought Maxwell was here, in fact, wrong.

"Sorry, where is my lord?" jirome asked Mr. Fernandez who was just staring at her flat and passed towards the dining room.

Instantly Jirome tilted her lips. He did not think not only the same blood but in fact the character of both are just different thin, equally annoying and so arrogant.

Not wanting to curse for too long here, Jirome finally followed towards the dining room located right at the back turn next to the stairs leading to the top floor.

The interior design of the place is so luxurious but still prioritizes the classic hue and many valuable ancient items here.

Arriving at the dining room behind. Jirome stared at the order on the dining table that was so expensive. The Parnian Desk has a fantastic price because it is made of exotic wood materials such as Carpathian elm and ebony.

Parnian Desk is made for five months and uses the technique of polishing Parnian which becomes a distinctive stamp all Parnian products.

Parnian Desk sold for USD 200 thousand or around Rp2.8 billion. Just hearing him was already making cold sweat but Jirome was already used to this luxury.

"Master!"

Jirom approached Maxwell who was sitting next to Mr. Fernandez who faced each other with his wife.

A view that is very impossible but cannot be tepis truth.

"That's what?" ask Evelyne while eating Fried Herring Sandwich made especially for her.

This sandwich is made from garlic, herring, pickles, thick cream sauce and remoulade. This is good for Evelyne's body which must increase protein intake as well as fat.

"Master told me to prepare Gelato."

"D.ge .. What's?" puzzled Evelyne is still investigating the papers Jirome gave Maxwell.

The owner of the sharp brown netra was seen putting his Paper-bag on the table near the Wine glasses available there.

"Max! That's what?"

"Use your food first!" maxwell gulped the wine in his glass. Evelyne immediately sneered at the food in her mouth while Madam Meeiner always added a lot of food to her plate.

"Sad. Peel up!"

"That's it. After this you can eat vegetable or fruit salad that I made, drink your milk and.."

"My stomach feels like it's going to explode!" decah Evelyne also did not want to stop eating.

"Then continue later. Son! You're.."

"It's very tasty. My mouth won't stop but my stomach feels cramped. Madam!" muttered Evelyne rubbed her stomach which felt tense and tight.

Madam Meeiner boasted a smile immediately rubbing Evelyne's head which again put food into her mouth and almost drained everything.

"Here, don't eat anymore!"

"But.."

"Will continue eating. Hm? And one more thing, don't call Madam 'cause I'm not somebody else."

Evelyne was silent with her mouth full and staring at Maxwell who was silent and it seemed like Mr. Fernandez and Maxwell still could not behave normally like father and son.

"Maxwell called you Mommy?"

"A.. That's.. Still need habituation," muttered Madame Meeiner rather awkwardly with Maxwell. He himself also did not force or urge Maxwell who also had not called him with that word.

With the care and willingness of Maxwell to visit it is more than enough for Mrs Meeiner who wants everything to go in a circle of time.

"customization? Why not get used to it?"

"Evelynes! It's.."

"Max! I think you should try, it'll be fun!" evelyne murmured but Maxwell was only silent with his calm expression.

He just enjoyed the wine in his glass while staring at Evelyne who remained relaxed chewing his food.

"Let's say! I want to hear it!"

"Geelyne!" mrs Meeiner muttered in displeasure at Maxwell who looked uncomfortable. He also did not want to force this but Evelyne thought long.

If Maxwell didn't start as well as his parents how could they be familiar?! How could the two of them be a whole family?!

"You.." Maxwell growled but Evelyne raised one eyebrow cynically making him take a deep breath.

"Aren't you?"

"Hurry now! I still have a job" Maxwell said, but Evelyne's face turned sullen with a stare turned flat.

"Just destroy your job!"

"I'm serious!"

"I'm serious too" pressed Evelyne to make the atmosphere cool. Mr. Fernandez just silently glanced at Maxwell's response from the tail of his eye.

This man seemed ordinary as if he didn't care about it. But, as Evelyne grew quiet Maxwell immediately let out a rough sigh.

"Tomorrow!"

"Well now." Evelyne chuckles at stupid times.

"I still have a job. Let's go!"

"Go home by yourself. I want to accompany your Mommy," answered Evelyne hugging Madame Meeiner's guilty arm.

"Son! Listen to Maxwell. He must be busy and.."

"Also saying it doesn't take an hour, does it?"

"Yes. But.."

"I don't want to know. If he doesn't say it, I won't come home" Evelyne said, upsetting Maxwell.

"alright. Stay here!"

"Hm. Alright!" his answer casually made Maxwell immediately get up ready to go hold the Paper-bag earlier.

"It's the same Gelato as Ice Cream! Sure you're not coming home?" persuade Maxwell with a haughty look and forceful nature.

Evelyne's a little shaky. He felt very anxious to imagine the sweetness of the chocolate melt but immediately shook his head when he knew its purpose.

"No way."

"You sure?" maxwell asked again and answered the trunks by Evelyne.

Jirome who saw that could only sigh. He is familiar with the friendly, harmonious and ridiculous atmosphere of his master.

"alright. Don't you whine at me later!" threatening Maxwell stepped away but he wished Evelyne had called him.

But, very dear Evelyne just silently let Maxwell disappear in the threshold of the dining room entrance followed by Jirome who followed along.

"Evelynes! Don't be like this. Maxwell just needs time. Son!"

"Just calm. I know he has a very high ego. If only in let him continue like that and tend to avoid," answered Evelyne. Although he did not want to force but if not now when again?!

"Isn't it a problem? I'm afraid your relationship will break down because of it.."

"Just calm. He'll be back soon!" evelyne's murmur made Mr. Fernandez rather curious. Why can Evelyne be so confident when Maxwell is not the type of worship man.

After a while, Maxwell did not come. Evelyne was getting no more excited and very upset.

"Mom! Is a man like that?"

"A.what?" stiff Mrs Meeiner because now there is Mr. Fernandez. The relationship between the two is not that good until they know each other.

"Is your husband like that? He and Maxwell are blood."

"It's about me.. Emm.. It's possible," replied Mrs Meeiner reluctantly to discuss it.

Seeing that Evelyne sighed deeply. He turned to look at Mr. Fernandez who was also staring at him.

"You don't hurt Mommy Meeiner anymore. If you don't want to be with her, just leave it alone. Many will accept him."

"Geelyne!" lirih Nyonga Meeiner because Mr. Fernandez's face looks hardened.

"I'm right. You're beautiful, your body is still good and you only have one child! Does anyone reject a woman like that?"

"Gum!" Mr. Fernandez cleared his throat immediately standing up and stepped away outside the dining room.

Up ahead he saw Maxwell sitting on a large sofa in the living room with his eyes closed.

"You bring him home!"

Maxwell opened his eyes. He stared flatly at Mr. Fernandez who seemed to be the target of Evelyne this time.

"Hm. He offended you?" flat Maxwell and got this man's rough grunt.

"He's the same as you!"

"Hm. Don't take it too hard, you'll die standing up!" maxwell replied indifferently.

"Don't you teach him how to speak well?"

"What do you say is good?!" the circus of Maxwell until the two engaged in a fierce debate until Evelyne and Madame Meeiner had already appeared from the direction of the door there.

Evelyne sparkles to see Maxwell who is still here even his handsome face has made him miss.

"Maax!!" evelyne shouted running towards him. Maxwell stretched out his hand pulling Evelyne's waist which immediately sat on her thigh.

"I thought you were gone!"

"Without-you?! Where possible. Honey!" maxwell's whisper rubbed Evelyne's stomach making Mr. Fernandez and Jirome look away.

"Come on. Say that! I want to hear it."

"Evelynes! No need to go that way, son! I'm.."

"I'll go home first. Mama!"

Deggs..

Madam Meeiner was surprised not to play so did all of them including Evelyne who revealed her smile.

"Next time visit my place!"

"A.. L'm.. " Mrs Meeiner is speechless. Pain in his chest and abdomen from the gunshot wound is not felt now.

"Why stay there? Come on over here!" pinta Evelyne stood up as well as Maxwell who just complied. If not, there will be a third apocalypse.

"N..Son!"

"Open!!" Shouted Evelyne pushing Maxwell's shoulder to immediately hug the teary-eyed Madame Meeiner.

Maxwell was initially silent but when Evelyne's hand rubbed his shoulder he immediately grabbed Madam Meeiner's body which immediately cried.

"N..Niks son! Ii'm sorry.. Sorry!"

"Hm" Maxwell muttered, unable to say much. He also felt warm and so relieved and this attracted Jirome to take pictures and this moment

While Mr. Fernandez. In addition to being happy, he also still stared at Evelyne's dislike who seemed to talk lightly.

Which man could stand this woman other than my own son. Hmh!

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