President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 588

Thus, Max decided not to worry too much.

Laura consulted her watch.

“It’s late. I gotta go to bed.”

Max was very unwilling to let her go. After all, they had just decided to be a couple. It was normal for him to find it tormenting to be separated from Laura.

But he also knew that he should take it slow at the beginning of their relationship. If not, his effort might yield an opposite effect.

Therefore, Max nodded, held her hand, and said, “I’ll walk you to your apartment.”

Laura didn’t say no this time.

Max walked Laura to the door of her apartment and watched her unlock the door and enter her apartment. Just then, he grabbed her hand and placed another kiss on her lips before waving goodbyes at her with reluctance.

Smiling, Laura watched him leave. They really looked like two love birds.

Elevator soon arrived. Max walked in. The door slid shut and the elevator went downstairs.

Right after Max left, the smile on Laura’s face dissolved.

She closed the door, buried her face in her hands, and limply slumped onto the floor.

Laura had only turned on the light in the hall. The dim, yellow light poured on her, making her look like an isolated island floating helplessly in the dark.

She sat on the carpet, with her arms around her knees, her face buried in between her legs. She felt all her vigor had been sapped. Now she didn’t even have the energy to move a finger.

She was drained from inside out.

She knew that Max was truly in love with her. What he said tonight was all from the bottom of his heart.

But that was exactly why she was so worried.

She was worried that she wasn’t as good as he thought.

She was worried that someday, she would let him down.

Thinking of that, Laura heaved a sigh. After taking a moment to calm her nerves, she prepared to stand up.

However, just then, she heard the sound of long and slow breathing in the room.

Her body went stiff at once. She was dumbstruck.

To be precise, that was not the sound of breathing but a man’s snore.

“Someone is in my bedroom?”

This realization caused Laura’s face to pale.

After hesitating for moments, she banished the idea of calling Max, who just left, to come back.

Instead, she tiptoed into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. Then, walking in light steps, she headed for her bedroom.

She did not know who was making the noise from inside her bedroom.

But this man had shown up uninvited in her apartment late at night. Even a fool should know he was up to no good.

“Is he a crazy fan of mine?”

“Or rather…”

She did not dare to turn on the light for fear of waking up the intruder. To be safe, she entered 911 into her phone and held a finger above the “Call” button. Once anything bad happened, she would call the police.

The light emitted from her phone screen was enough to light up a small area around it. Holding the phone in her hand, she slowly walked toward the bedroom.

The bedroom door was only half-closed.

She gently pushed the door open. In the dim light, she saw that a man seemed to be lying on her bed.

That man was lying on his side, facing her with his back. He had even pulled the blanket over him.

The room was too dark. All the light Laura had was the bleak moonlight outside the window and the faint light from her phone screen. Thus, she couldn’t tell who he was. But judging by his figure, he should be a slim, middle-aged man.

He was sleeping soundly, as though he were in his own apartment. He snored loudly now and then.