Laura Davies nodded weakly. She no longer had the seriousness and spirit she had when she was thinking about it.
Lying on the bed, Laura Davies felt hot all over.
She knew that it was not so easy to get sick, but she remembered what she had done yesterday.
After running under the cold water for such a long time, she didn't dry her head and directly fell asleep on the bed.
If she didn't catch a cold, who would?
But she couldn't say that she was wrong.
After all, her mood last night was really bad, especially bad.
Thinking of this, Laura Davies felt a little dizzy. In a daze, she closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep.
It took Laura Davies a long time to recover and wake up.
She opened her eyes, only to find that Max Nixon was beside her bed.
Beside him was Maria, who was in a dilemma.
"Maria, why is he here?" Laura Davies frowned. Although her voice was hoarse, it was more dissatisfied.
"I..." Maria opened her mouth and didn't say anything for a long time.
Laura Davies could only shift her gaze to Max Nixon.
She looked at Max Nixon. Her voice was terrifyingly hoarse and serious. "Max Nixon, what do you mean?!"
Max Nixon looked at Laura Davies with a smile, his voice full of doting.
"Of course I'm here to see my fiancée."
Max Nixon's words startled Laura Davies.
Regardless of her serious illness, she quickly sat up and asked Max Nixon with a cough, "What do you mean? I'm Isaac's fiancée, and I'll marry him in the future! I'll tell you for nothing. It's impossible between us, and I will never marry you."
Hearing Laura Davies' words, Max Nixon's face darkened.
However, he didn't get angry. Instead, he sat down by the bed, tucked her in, and said in a good voice, "Laura, stop pretending to be stupid. You love me, don't you?"
Laura Davies' worries were clearly solved by Max Nixon, and at this awkward moment, she felt very uncomfortable.
At the same time, she was not only unprepared for something like this, but also blamed herself for Max Nixon's struggle.
All kinds of emotions were mixed together, and in the end, Laura Davies became angry from embarrassment.
She really didn't want to expose all her weakness in front of Max Nixon, but he just...
"Get out." Laura Davies' voice was cold and even a little angry.
She glared at Max Nixon with hatred and a cruel smile. "Why do you think I love you just because of what happened yesterday?"
Laura Davies was not a fool. She could roughly guess what he was thinking.
Seeing Max Nixon nod, she became more and more aware that she had made a mistake.
She shouldn't be so close to him. At least she couldn't help him so openly, or he would misunderstand and bring her trouble.
Compared to letting Max Nixon see her in such a sorry state, what Laura Davies could accept more was that he felt unbearable and then stayed away from her.
After all, the former was really detestable, while the latter could comfort herself because he did not know her at all.
"Please forgive my selfishness," Laura Davies pleaded in her heart. It wasn't that she didn't have any feelings for him, but she didn't want him to see her in a mess.
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