Maximilian regretted his decision to ask for Griffith’s help because they will never help him. Not in this lifetime, even in the next. Their impression of him for being a loser would never change unless he has millions of dollars inside his pockets. He breathed exasperatedly and looked at each one of them. Yeah, right, he did not belong there. Those people were dressed to fit the high society, but their characters stink. If not for Victoria, Maximilian could have done something to appease his wounded ego.
He looked at his wife Victoria, who was now crying in silence as she looked at him. Maximilian brought his thumbs to her cheeks and brushed her tears away.
“Hush...” he said and kissed her forehead. “I’ll see you at home.” Maximilian smiled sadly before turning his back.
He walked away from the banquet. He walked away from those people who have nothing to do but humiliate him every single time.
Maximilian was about to get into the car when he heard his wife calling him.
“Max!”
He suddenly halted and turned to face her.
“You should stay.” He cupped her cheek. It was still wet from tears.
“How can I stay there at this rate?” Victoria muttered and sighed.
“I ruined it.”
She caught his hands and gently pressed them. It was always comforting whenever she did that.
“Why didn’t you tell me about your mom, Max?”
“I don’t want to bother you.”
“And you think this one didn’t bother me at all?” his wife countered.
He tilted his head upwards and looked at his wife again. She was worried about him, and he could see it clearly in her eyes.
“I’m sorry, Victoria. I need a huge sum of money for the operation and other medical expenses. Your grandmother was the first person that came into my mind. But of course, she will always say no because it’s me,” Maximilian said somberly.
It was the sad reality of his life.
“I am your wife. When I married you, I promised to love and to hold. I am your better half, so it is only normal for me to share a portion of your problems. Do not hesitate to tell me everything. I will always help you, Max.”
“Thank you, Victoria.” He kissed her on the lips and hugged her tightly.
They left the banquet together.
When they reached home, Victoria tugged him in a hurry to the study room. He did not know what she was up to for bringing him there. But then, he was surprised when he saw his wife took out her checkbook from the drawer.
“Victoria, what are you doing?” Maximilian muttered.
But he did not hear anything from his wife. She just continued writing on the check and handed it to him afterward. His mouth dropped open upon seeing the amount that she wrote on the check. It was a hundred thousand dollars.
“Take it, dear...” Victoria said with a smile. “I know it’s just a small portion of what you need, but don’t worry. I will try my best to help you raise the amount that you need for your mother’s operation.”
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