President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 566

Hearing that, Laura froze. Then she thought of something, pushed Max away, and quickly ran out.

On the balcony, the wind was howling and it was raining heavily. Laura was pushed against the glass door by the wind as soon as she went out. She grunted and suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

Max looked at the sky and said in a low voice, "There's going to be a storm."

"I know." Laura could barely keep her eyes open, "My succulents are out there."

She bought them the other day. She loved them and took care of them carefully.

People always wanted to have some plants or animals to gain hope in difficult times.

Watching them thrive, people would think that the future was bright.

Laura was about to rush out when Max looked at those potted succulents on the balcony and pulled her back, "Hold on to the glass door."

He rushed out and quickly brought them in. Then he closed and locked the door.

Laura found some scotch tape, which they used to hold the large pieces of glass together to prevent the typhoon from shattering them. Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.

The wind was howling outside but it was silent in the house.

Laura was a little embarrassed. She yelled at Max earlier, but he helped her close the window. She shouldn't have done that.

She smiled awkwardly, "Can your driver come here in this heavy rain?"

Max cleared his throat and pulled out his phone, "I'll call him."

When the driver picked up, Max glanced at Laura and saw that she was staring at him, so he had to ask seriously, "Where are you? When will you be here?"

The driver who had been waiting downstairs was a little confused, "Mr. Nixon, I've been here for a long time."

"What? The road collapsed? You are blocked? All right, you don't have to come. It's a typhoon. Be careful!"

The driver was speechless.

Max hung up the phone and shook his head helplessly.

"The heavy rain caused a landslide. It seems that I'll have to stay here tonight."

He said as he sat down on the couch.

Laura immediately tensed up and had a bad feeling.

She hurriedly stumbled, "Well... There is only one room. The other room is full of clutter. It's too late to clean it. Anyway, there is a hotel nearby. How about you stay at the hotel tonight?"

She asked in a tentative tone, but it was obvious she was rejecting him.

Max gave her an expressionless look, but the look in his eyes was cold.

"You want me to go to the hotel?"

Laura immediately nodded her head.

She was afraid of offending him, so she gave a wry smile and added, "Well... I'm afraid that you won't be comfortable staying here. After all, you're used to living in a big fancy house. Here is small and dilapidated. I don't want you to suffer."

Max stood up and sneered, "It's okay. If you're really worried about me suffering, why don't you serve me well tonight? Maybe I'll be happy and give you a big house. What do you think?"

He reached out and gently lifted her chin as he spoke.

Laura stiffened and subconsciously took a step back to avoid his hand.

Max's fingers froze in mid-air.

Laura looked down and forced a smile.