After her rebirth

Maximilian said, "Come in," and Felix walked in with a tray, setting the soup bowl on the table.

Maximilian glanced at it, his eyebrows furrowing. He had health issues, and the two elderly folks loved to stock up on all sorts of random nutritious soups for him.

To keep them happy, he would obediently drink them.

This time was no different. Maximilian picked up the porcelain white soup bowl, downed it in a few gulps, and went back to his documents.

In the bathroom, Katniss was nervously washing up. A few days ago, after coming back from school, she found her room filled with men's belongings that looked very familiar -they were Maximilian's.

She was shocked and didn't dare to ask.

She was afraid that if she asked, it would arouse suspicion about their relationship from others.

Since it was a collaboration, she had to play her role well and be a good Mrs. Landon for this year.

Luckily, Maximilian worked very late every day and got up very early. They had lived together for a few nights without running into each other!

When she went to bed, Maximilian was still working in the study. When she got up, Maximilian had already woken up early to exercise, drink tea, and read financial newspapers.

What's the scariest thing in this world?

It's not that you have no money or aren't smart;, it's that someone who is a hundred or

a thousand times richer than you is also smarter and works harder than you.

Maximilian deserved the money he owned.

After dragging out her bath, Katniss came out in loose pajamas as usual. When she walked to the bedroom, she paused.

Katniss blinked. This was the first time the two of them had met in the bedroom, alone.

"Maximilian, aren't you working today?" Katniss asked while grabbing the hairdryer to dry her hair.

Maximilian, sitting on the sofa, looked up at Katniss and said quietly, "If I keep working, you get to have this room all to yourself?"

In recent years, he was short on sleep. When his condition flared up, he couldn't sleep

all night, so Maximilian used work to pass the sleepless hours.

The people around him all wished he could sleep a bit more and spend less time in the study.

But here with Katniss, she actually preferred him working in the study.

Feeling exposed, Katniss forced an awkward smile, then quickly turned on the

hairdryer, pretending the noise was too loud to hear anything.

After drying her hair, Katniss picked up a book, lifted the quilt, and sat on the bed, pretending to read.

Although she was reading, only Katniss knew how nervous she was.noveldrama

'Oh my God, being awake and alone in the bedroom with Maximilian, and soon having

to sleep together-what should I do?'

Would they sleep in the same bed?

She didn't dare to let Maximilian sleep on the sofa; it would be more appropriate for her to sleep there.

But sleeping there wasn't a long-term solution.

Actually, she wasn't afraid of what Maximilian might do to her; she was afraid of what she might do to Maximilian in her sleep.

Facing such a face, it was hard to control oneself.

While Katniss was lost in her thoughts, not reading at all, Maximilian wasn't doing much better.

Maximilian felt uncomfortable. The room's air conditioning was set to a high temperature, causing his body temperature to rise gradually, eventually feeling like a surging heatwave.

He took off his jacket, which only provided minimal relief, and then it started again. Maximilian's dark eyes lifted, looking at Katniss.

Katniss, in her apricot-colored pajamas, sat on the bed with a hand-copied medical book that had a yellowing cover. Her hair cascaded down her cheeks and onto her collarbones.

Delicate and radiant, serene and breathtaking.

Innocent yet filled with a deadly allure.

After a moment, Maximilian suddenly looked away, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times. He forced himself to focus on the document in his hand, but he couldn't read a single word.

A few minutes later, enduring the excruciating pain in his knee, Maximilian moved from

the sofa to his wheelchair, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

He wheeled himself to the bedside and snatched the medical book from Katniss's hand, placing it on the nightstand.

"What's wrong?" Katniss was startled.

Maximilian leaned slightly closer, took her soft little hand, and placed it on his

forehead, his voice hoarse, "Check for me, am I sick?"

Feeling the temperature, Katniss's eyes gleamed. His forehead was very hot.

Then Katniss quickly grabbed Maximilian's hand to check his pulse. A few seconds later,

she said, "Maximilian, did you eat some kind of tonic?"

After saying that, Katniss's ears turned a bit red. She bit her lip, not daring to look at Maximilian.

Did Maximilian really need to take those supplements?

From a professional standpoint, Katniss said, "It's too much. You need to find an outlet, or else tonight..."

The next second, Katniss was at a loss for words. She was the only woman here, and she was Maximilian's nominal wife. The tonic's purpose was clear: sexual arousal. How else was he going to relieve the tension?

Sure enough, Maximilian's eyes were fixed on her, his voice hoarse and low, his face not looking good, "Then who would be the outlet?"

Katniss's earlobes turned red, and her neck was also burning with embarrassment.

She lowered her head and mumbled, "How about you take a cold shower?"

"Katniss, it's winter. Suggesting me to take a cold shower, do you think I'm made of steel?" Maximilian said plaintively, pursing his thin lips, then suppressing his anger, "You're a doctor, don't you have a treatment method?"

Katniss quickly glanced at Maximilian, and shook her head in embarrassment, "Your condition is special. During the treatment phase, acupuncture would be counterproductive."

Maximilian asked coolly, "So?"

"You can only endure it," Katniss quickly said, then curled up into a ball, her eyes wet, looking pitifully at Maximilian, "How about I go make you some ginger tea? Drink it after your bath to ensure you don't catch a cold!"

Katniss spoke with conviction.

Maximilian closed his eyes, his Adam's apple moving, then he pulled the quilt over Katniss, and said through his gritting teeth, "Go to sleep!"

Then, Maximilian wheeled himself quickly out of the room, immediately seeing Felix waiting at the top of the stairs, not daring to come over.

Maximilian's face was stern, clearly angry. Felix shivered in fear and quickly smiled apologetically.

"Sir, it was Samuel's order. I refused at the time, but he wouldn't listen!" Felix quickly explained.

"Yeah, great job." Maximilian took a deep breath.

Then he returned to the bedroom, glancing at Katniss, who was clutching the quilt, her big eyes looking cautiously at him.

Maximilian said calmly, "Not sleeping yet? Do you want to help me release? Make it real?"

At these words, Katniss quickly shook her head, lying down immediately, covering herself tightly with the quilt.

Maximilian snickered, muttering a curse at Katniss under his breath, accusing her of being a cold-hearted little thing, so skittish and jumpy.

Then Maximilian went into the bathroom, and soon the sound of running water could be heard.