
Not according to plan at all. The plan was last night Evelyne wanted to leave but suddenly Maxwell immediately hit it all out until this afternoon Evelyne could just get off the bed and Maxwell was neat with work clothes wrapped body hersiness.
The handsome man with a deadly gaze was already sitting on the sofa brewing a cup of coffee with one leg imperiously buttressed on the other.
"Why didn't you wake me?" evelyna just came out of the bathroom. Maxwell stared flatly at Evelyne but tucked the warmth from the brown netra as his wet hair fluttered through the air.
"You should have woken me up this morning. So I won't have any luck. Max!" he took off his towel and walked casually with the sexy innocent body passed in front of Maxwell without sin into the locker room.
Maxwell sighed. He swallowed the rest of the coffee in his mouth earlier with a turning gaze on the towel as usual carelessly put the beautiful woman.
"Maax!"
"Hm?" mumbled Maxwell put his coffee cup on the front desk of the sofa and stood up to clean the towel that he hung back in the bathroom.
Evelyne who had changed clothes had come out with an oversized shirt and Maxwell's bokser as usual. The wet straight black hair he twisted until the water splattered on the floor.
Maxwell who had just come out of the bathroom looked sharply at Evelyne who could not change his indecent attitude.
"Don't blush your hair!"
"A..?!" muttered Evelyne raised that innocent pretty face giving an innocent look at the already careless Maxwell to tell him.
"The floor will be slippery and you can fall. Youunderstand?"
"Later to dry yourself, no need to worry," Evelyne's grin of stupidity. Maxwell went back into the bathroom and came out with a special towel to dry his hair.
He does not wear Hairdryer because he prefers to wear a towel because it feels more simple and romantic.
"Max! You busy today?"
"Why?" maxwell asked, wiping Evelyne's hair with a towel in his hand. The aroma of mint shampoo they wear is the same, but when Evelyne who uses it so fragrant and fresh.
"Jawab first! Are you busy?" evelyne asked with both hands wrapped around Maxwell's burly waist which is indeed a lot of meetings today.
"I have a job until the afternoon. I'll take a walk at night, will you?"
"Emmm.. All right," Evelyne replied. Maxwell drowned his head in this towel with both hands pressing Evelyne's cheeks, these fresh red lips were soaked and it was then that Maxwell's warm kiss struck out in droves.
"Don't make trouble again!"
"Wheel!!" evelyne muttered to let Maxwell hold her for a moment but for quite a while. Suddenly, Maxwell felt reluctant to move from Evelyne's arms that were also amused when Maxwell kissed her nape.
"Hey!! You could be late. It's noon!" wriggling tickled.
"Just for a minute."
"Hisses.. Alright. Hugs as you like," Evelyne murmured along with tightening this warm embrace. Maxwell buried his face to the top of Evelyne's head inhaling the fragrant scent he so loved.
After a long time Maxwell's embrace instead of slacking even tighter makes Evelyne difficult to take a breath.
"M..Max!" pat Maxwell on the back.
"You're so chatty." relax his embrace.
"You're making it hard to breathe. Usually you're not like this," Evelyne continued until Maxwell broke the hook.
"Wait for me to come home. Hm?"
"Emmm.. Go then! Jirome must have been outside," Evelyne murmured, rubbing Maxwell's burly back, unwilling to take off her arms.
He pecked lightly Evelyne's smooth forehead which boasted a warm smile. Well, he felt also did not want to be separated from the crib Maxwell who today increasingly spoiled him.
"Don't forget to eat. I've set it up on the table."
"Hm. I see," Evelyne answered looking at Maxwell coming out of the room. His face suddenly flushed straight into the bed that felt most comfortable.
"Emmm... Looks like I'm going crazy" Evelyne muttered her own hair. He could not wait to give Maxwell the letter so he would be happy.
But...
"Geez, I forgot," Evelyne cried with round eyes as she remembered something.
He only realized that Mr. Marcello had handed the letter to Maxwell's enemy because Violet would not have been able to get Mr. Fernandez's signature last night.
"Shit! Who did he give it to?!" peekik Evelyne rubbed his face rough. He closed his eyes trying to digest, where did the letter go?!
Suddenly Evelyne's mind was fixed on Dawson, only the man who became Maxwell's nemesis was always even looking for a way to destroy it.
"yeah. I'm sure it's because of him. But.. How can I take it?!" muttered Evelyne looking for a plan to infiltrate again.
He promised himself. The original purpose was to search for the letter and can be said this is the last because after getting it he will obey Maxwell who will certainly be angry but when he saw the letter he will be happy, he will be happy, think Evelyne is.
He was getting ready with dry hair. Evelyne ate the rest of Maxwell's sandwich when there was still another food.
When she felt ready, Evelyne came out of her room. The hat and the mask never stayed at all considering that it had to be disguised.
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In a different place. A major riot occurred at the Hospital which immediately became the scene of a great quarrel between Mr. Fernandez and Nyonua Meeiner who was admitted because he was still not healthy.
The man with a firm jaw and an emotion-filled gaze shook his wife's ward until the Doctors on duty had to tremble in the area.
"You dare do this to me. Haa??"
"What's? Why are you so indignant like this?" ask Madame Meeiner who is sitting on her nursing bed.
He was also confused, why Mr. Fernandez suddenly came with an angry face even like he wanted to swallow him alive.
"When have you been working with that bastard?" mister Fernandez infuriated to the point of making Mrs Meeiren's forehead wrinkle.
"Cooperate? You're.."
"DON'T PRETEND IN FRONT OF ME!!!" snapped Mr. Fernandez immediately gripped the cheek of Madame Meeiner who was surprised by all this.
"K.you.."
"I don't think your innocent face is so disgusting!" press Mr. Fernansez who was very angry when he saw the vidio that members of Maxwell sent to him.
Moreover, he has also investigated the results of the test given Evelyne yesterday. And how wonderful Mr. Fernandez is to see if the results are true and Violet is not his son but the son of Marcello.
"A.pa? A. I didn't do a. anything, "She's shriveled by watery eyes trying to take off the grip on her cheek.
Mr. Fernandez grinned at the devil. He had not liked this woman before. He even hates it more because he knows that it is not his son but the son of another man.
"So you've been lying to me all this time?"
"VIOLET'S NOT MY SON!"
Duarr...
Madam Meeiner was surprised not to play. His tears that were still blocked now have flowed warmly wet Mr. Fernandez's finger which immediately released his grip.
"K.you.."
"He's not my son! And at that time you said you were pregnant with my son?! You're so smart, Meeiner!" hardik Mr. Fernandez but increasingly make the heart of Mrs Meeiner so sick.
Indeed, the presence of the child is just a compulsion because of the insistence of his family to have children. But, Madame Meeiner also never put bad intentions to that desire.
"I didn't think you were so good at theatrics for decades. And I'm stupid to believe you!"
"T.no. V. violet.he's our son. You're.."
"You better go after your father. Hm?!" hiss Mr. Fernandez took out the Gun behind his Jacket.
Mrs Meeiner who saw it was silent because she still did not know what was really going on.
"A.I.. I never betrayed you, my husband! I'm.."
"STOP CALLING ME WITH THAT DISGUSTING SENTENCE!!!" snapped Mr. Fernandez crashing on the nightstand beside the bed until Mrs Meeiner was shocked to tremble.
"A.I.. I didn't betray you. Hicks! I don't know anything" isak Madame Meeiner looked devastated because she was tired of fighting like this.
"After finishing you off I will kill that bastard!!"
"No.. No, don't do that!" trembling Mrs Meeiner ventured down from the bed with a pleading gaze upon Mr. Fernandez who was already wrinkled and dark in the eyes.
"justified? You love him so much" sighed Mr. Fernandez grinning at the devil.
"J.don't. He's also my son he's.."
"Yetoo!!!" shouted his men who were outside in shock when Mr. Fernandez actually shot Mrs Meeiner in the abdominal area.
Doctor Karren who was standing out there immediately turned pale as well as the members of Mr. Fernandez who looked blank.
"You know what?" mister Fernandez whispered as Mrs Meeiner's body rested on her shoulder. The blood flowed into his hand which was pressing the Gun into the belly of this woman.
"I killed your father too!"
The whisper was like a sword that cut off Madame Meeiner's life. Her tears escaped imagining that her father had died at the hands of her own husband.
"K.you.."
"You don't think I know what your father's plan is. Hm?!" hiss Mr. Fernandez is like a mad man with no heart.
"He wanted to make his daughter a treasure field for him. Cih, I won't hand anything to you!!" mr. Fernandez mercilessly pushed Mrs Meeiner onto this cold floor.
He never felt anything for this woman. If finishing him now was nothing to lose to him.
"I'm sorry for you!" muttered Mr. Fernandez pointing the tip of his blood-stained gun at Madame Meeiner's forehead who could no longer say anything. The tears flowed along with the blood seeping on the floor.
When the trigger wants to be pulled without mercy. Suddenly a heavy voice typical of someone playing in front of the door.
"You're a loser. Fernandez!"
Mr. Fernandez's nagging gaze turned to the figure of a man with a tall burly body who stood firm and calm. His cunning grin is able to ignite the fire even more burning inside Mr. Fernandez.
"Look! Your partner immediately came to see you. Meeiner!" decah Mr. Fernandez turned to point the gun at Maxwell who was just relaxed because he had obtained this recording.
It would be nice to shake the world with your temperament. Goddamnit!
Maxwell's mind is cunning. He did not look at Madame Meeiner who shook her head with a gaze begging her to leave here immediately.
"M..Max's! P.go.."
"Look! He's very considerate of you, "sissed Mr. Fernandez pulling Mrs Meeiner's hair roughly making both of Maxwell's hands clenched tightly.
Why he was so angry with this woman but Maxwell still mutely tried to survive. The members have also taken care of Mr. Fernandez who is involved in fights out there.
"A.I.. M.please.. J.no!" pinta Madam Meeiner was pale and had no power anymore.
Seeing that Mr. Fernandez is getting fed up. He wanted to point his gun at Madame Meeiner's head which only closed her eyes.
"Go in peace!"
Bugh..
The hard blow struck the jaw of Mr Fernandez who immediately took a few steps back.
He looked at Maxwell who was seen hunting with a murderous look with a darkened face.
"Chuck!" he spit because the blood came out of his nose and mouth.
Maxwell was still quietly standing near Madame Meeiner who was staring at me as a hard handsome face of this man.
Full of revenge and anger. That's what happened in those dark brown eyes.
"You don't deserve to live!" maxwell snarled out the gun behind Jas. He pointed the Glock-20 at Mr. Fernandez's grinning forehead.
He also raised the gun in his hand towards Maxwell until they brandished each other's weapons. There's no fear or trepidation at all to die together here.
When the two wanted to shoot suddenly, Madame Meeiner saw someone from outside firing a shot at Maxwell who was surprised when Madame Meeiner pushed him.
Dooorr...
The shot directly hit the chest of Mrs Meeiner who at once if protecting Mr. Fernandez who was aligned with Maxwell.
Time seemed to stop when Madam Meeiner's blood spurted to the floor. Maxwell's face was pale as well as Mr. Fernandez who just provoked the arrival of Maxwell and did not intend to kill this woman.
"M..Max!" mrs Meeiner smiled warmly staring lovingly and apologetically at Maxwell until his body immediately collapsed but Maxwell and Mr. Fernandez swiftly held him before hitting the floor.
"Master!!"
Jirome who had wanted to chase after the shooter stopped when she saw the situation inside. He was really surprised to see Madam Meeiner who was already covered in blood.
"CALL THE DOCTOR HERE!!" maxwell snapped and Jirome immediately left. Maxwell immediately carried Madame Meeiner back to the bed while Mr. Fernandez stared at the blood on this floor.
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