President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 560

Max sneered, “Really? You seem to have forgotten what I taught you last time.”

Sickening consternation struck through her. She hated him, but she couldn’t help it.

She had never thought that there was a such shameless person in the whole world. He even dared to threaten her with her mother.

Even when facing Diego, she was not so angry and helpless.

At last, for the sake of her mother, she had to cave in.

She sighed deeply and said, “Okay, my bad. What on earth do you want? You don’t want me to have contact with any men; so I have to stay home and never be an actress again?”

“Max, I am a living person. I have my own circle. I’m not a canary in your cage. Will you be happy if I become a puppet?”

Her eyes glistened with tears, which caused him heartache.

After a while, he said in a sulky tone, “I didn’t mean that. I’m telling you not to get too close to other men.”

Laura paused. After a while, she turned and blinked her red eyes, “Rest assured, I will keep it firmly in mind.”

At her words, Max let go of her.

As soon as he put his hand down, he saw two red marks on her fair chin left by his fingers.

His eyes darkened.

He thrust his hands into his trouser pockets and said, “I’m going to a party tomorrow night, come with me.”

Laura’s immediately shocked.

She was a little nervous when he didn’t show up.

But she had no idea that their relationship was about to go public so soon.

She had never imagined she would have to fit into the role of Max’s girlfriend so soon, and yet Max didn’t give her a chance to say no. With these words, he left.

The following evening.

Laura pondered all day whether there was a better solution, but the answer was no.

Fortunately, Max had a special status and he usually attended such occasions with a female partner. So she figured if she kept him at arm’s length, no one would see through their relationship.

By now Laura was still doing her make-up.

The stylist was so experienced that it took him less than ten minutes to get her into a delicate light makeup. Then he picked out a lavender hand-embroidered dress for her to change into.

After she put on the dress, the stylist lavished praise on her, saying that the dress made her look like a goddess.

Laura looked at herself in the mirror and felt exactly as the stylist had said. The shoulders of the dress were made of sheer gauze, embroidered with lifelike flowers. It was really a good match for her skin tone. However, it was not her type.

She enjoyed the glare of publicity when she was wearing her brightest dress and makeup. It felt like a big win.