It was silent in the car.
No one said another word again.
The car arrived at the villa and Laura wanted to ask Max to get out of the car. She turned her head and found him asleep with his head against the car window.
She was a little surprised and felt sorry to see the dark circles under his eyes.
The driver didn't know Max was sleeping and wanted to call him, but Laura stopped him.
She put her finger to her lips to signal silence.
The driver covered his mouth.
Then Laura gently placed a pillow under Max's head and asked the driver to bring a clean jacket from behind to cover him.
After that, she got out of the car and said to the driver, "Let him sleep for a while. Don't wake him."
The driver looked at them.
"But Mr. Nixon has to go to the office this afternoon..."
"Health comes first."
Laura interrupted him without hesitation and looked at her watch, "If he's still sleeping two hours later, I'll wake him up myself."
The driver nodded.
Laura didn't enter the villa but brought a chair to sunbathe in the courtyard.
The driver didn't leave and no one said anything.
Quiet and warm, she hadn't been this relaxed in a long time.
She had a fast-paced life in the entertainment industry, sometimes so busy that she couldn't tell day from night and almost lost herself.
But now she was sitting here quietly with her loved one sleeping peacefully in a car.
She felt inner peace.
Moments late, a buzzing sound suddenly broke the silence.
Max opened his eyes with a frown, confused for a moment.
He looked out the car window at Laura and the driver and then his jacket fell off as he got up.
Finally, he took out his phone from his pocket and answer it.
It was from the people in the company.
He had to attend an important video conference this afternoon, but he was more than half an hour late. They thought something had happened to him so they called.
Max got out of the car while talking on the phone.
He grabbed his jacket and said in a low voice on the phone, "I'll be right there. Get ready for the meeting. Okay, see you later."
He walked up to Laura as he hung up.
He looked down at her and asked, "Why didn't you wake me up?"
Laura lounged back in her chair, squinted at him under the sunlight, and uttered, "Um."
Max looked at her face with a fair skin tone in the sun and giggled.
He bent over, propped one hand on the arm of the chair, and gently held up her chin with the other.
They looked at each other up close.
She could even clearly see her reflection in his pupils and heard him say in a low voice, "You're worried about me, right?"
Laura thought she wasn't young anymore, but at that moment, her heart was pounding because of him.
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