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President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 300

Laura didn’t dare keep on talking and hurried back to guard the objective, almost getting killed a few times. Finally losing her temper, she turned to a tanking Max and said, “What are you even doing? You’re a tank, so you go in front, got it?”

Max, who was apparently just feeding all around today, mumbled, “Got it.”

Then he got surrounded and died.

With him dead, Laura died too.

Looking at the friendly objective getting further and further away, Laura stood up and roared, “Can I kill my teammate? I want to kill my teammate.”

Natalia chuckled. “Not in the game, but I’ll permit you to do it in real life.”

Max’s face turned a bit ugly. He chucked his phone down and stood. “I’m done.”

With that, he turned and walked outside.

The moment he left, the people inside looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

Natalia looked at Archie, then coughed and tried to smooth things over. “Uh… it’s just a game, so don’t take it so seriously, okay?”

With that, she stared pointedly at Laura, meaning for her to go check on Max.

But Laura simply treated it like she hadn’t seen anything and ignored her.

Natalia was getting a bit antsy.

Seeing that, Louis smiled awkwardly. “It’s fine. He’ll be back after a smoke. Come on, let’s go on.”

Laura didn’t refuse his invitation and started another match.

Natalia nudged Archie and muttered, “Go check on him. This is a party, we shouldn’t get upset.”

Archie frowned, then nodded.

On the balcony, Max stood there, smoking.

Northern winters were particularly cold, and at this time of year, one could feel the frost on the wind standing on the balcony. Max narrowed his eyes, looking up at the endless starry night, the cigarette in his hands making rings that dissipated into the void.

Archie kept his brow knotted as he walked over and patted his shoulder. “What’s up? It’s just a game but you’re actually mad.”

Max frowned and didn’t reply.

Archie was in a bit of disbelief as he chuckled, “Don’t tell me that you’re taking a few barbs from the gals seriously, big man.”

Max frowned deeper at that as he finally explained, “It’s not that.”

“What is it, then?”

Max paused and turned to look at him, a complicated expression in his eyes.

That was the first time Archie had ever seen his face like this.

He looked back peaceably, and there was silence for a while until Max looked away irritably and muttered, “I’m just a bit annoyed.”

Archie started, then laughed.

“Annoyed about what? Miss Kawn?”

“No,” Max denied it hastily, then thought about it and shook his head. “I don’t know. It might sound funny, but I just feel like she’s treating me differently compared to when we were small. Bah. Anyway, I’m just annoyed.”

Archie nodded to show he understood. “I see. So you’re sulking, then?”

“No. Damnit! I’ll give it to you straight, Archie. I think… I might like her a little bit. Uh, does it count as liking her?”

Max turned around and looked confusedly at Archie, his well-defined eyebrows scrunching together, looking lost.

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