Max was rock solid, his muscles hard as stone.
His gaze was filled with a warning.
"I haven't lost my mind." he stated at her, each word weighted, "I'm wide awake. Eloise, let's start over, I'll treat you better this time."
He cared about her past with Harvey, but he chose to forget.
Eloise was stunned. By the time she came to, Max was already cradling her face, preparing to kiss her. She turned her head away.
His lips brushed gently against her smooth cheek, leaving a trail of moisture. Eloise pushed him away forcefully. Her breathing was erratic as she stared at him, wanting to tell him that she didn't need his investment or compensation. There didn't need to be any connection between them.
But just as she was about to speak, her gaze froze. Not far away, Harvey was standing there, smoking. His deep gaze was fixed on them, indifferent as if he was watching a love affair that had nothing to do with him.
Eloise's legs suddenly went weak. She leaned against the wall, having to support herself with her hand to prevent herself from sliding down.
Max also saw Harvey. He spoke hoarsely, "Eloise, just say the word and I'll call off the engagement now. I'll marry you, and we'll have kids."
His proposal was tempting, but not what Eloise wanted. The person she truly desired was coldly observing her.
She helplessly watched Harvey.
Max felt cold all over. Perhaps before today, he still had a glimmer of hope, but now he knew that he had irrevocably lost Eloise.
A conflict among three. But Max was just an outsider.
Eloise's eyes were only for Harvey, and Max had lost badly. He backed off. As he brushed past Harvey, he heard Harvey coldly say, "Max, I don't like other men touching my woman."
Max froze. He had been around Harvey for a long time, and this was the first time he had seen Harvey show possessiveness. He usually didn't care much about anything, especially women.
Maybe he was wrong. Maybe someday, Harvey would be willing to enter into marriage. Because the woman was Eloise.
Because of Eloise, he wanted marriage.
...
Eloise got into Harvey's car. She clearly detected the smell of alcohol on him, guessing that tonight might be his celebration party, but he unexpectedly stumbled upon her intimate scene with Max.
Whether it was business or personal, Eloise didn't want to have a conflict with him. She murmured, "Encore Soundworks is raising funds. He signed a letter of intent with us through someone else. I didn't know it was him in advance."
Harvey didn't respond. He lit a cigarette, resting his hand on the car window, slowly puffing.
After finishing one cigarette, he finally turned to look at her. "Why do you need to explain to me? Aren't we just physically involved?"
Eloise's eyes reddened, and she kept quiet. Harvey's mood was unpredictable, and Eloise knew arguing with him now would only end badly.
Harvey stared at her for a long time. He suddenly said, "I want to go to your place."
Eloise was taken aback. She thought she understood what he meant, that he wanted to have sex with her at her apartment. This behavior was somewhat venting and extremely domineering.
Eloise gently turned her head, looking out the car window.
After a while, she quietly agreed.
Harvey lightly stepped on the gas pedal. He was probably angry, and the car sped incredibly fast, arriving quickly at the apartment building Eloise lived in.
Eloise led him in, feeling utterly humiliated.
"What do you want to drink?" Before she could finish, she was pushed onto the sofa. Eloise's long hair spread on the light-colored fabric, creating a strong visual impact. This, coupled with the fact that this was her lone dwelling, undoubtedly provided a significant stimulus for Harvey.
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