Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 541 Jealous

Chapter 541 Jealous

With this in mind, Max took out some cigarettes and a lighter from the second drawer of the bedside table.

He lit a cigarette and pulled on it.

He missed the familiar smell of tobacco.

He quit smoking because of Laura and was now smoking again because of her.

Max was a very persistent person.

There was nothing in this world that he couldn't get.

He always thought that since Laura had already had sex with him, it meant that she liked him.

He did see love in Laura's eyes. In fact, it would be easy for them to be together.

But why was Laura avoiding him again and again?

Max was more annoyed at the thought that today he went to a bar to drink because he was in a bad mood but met such a disgusting woman.

He had really expected Lily to tell him something.

But he didn't expect her to climb into his bed.

He smoked quickly.

It didn't take long for the cigarette to burn out.

But he didn't stop.

He took out another one from inside the cigarette case.

He put it in his mouth and lit it with his lighter.

He was skilled.

He held the cigarette between his slender fingers.

Even though he was smoking, he was still very handsome.

But why should such a good man be sad for a woman?

It was really puzzling.

Max threw himself down on his bed after smoking.

He was getting more and more furious.

How did they get here?

He was sure he was right.

He was sure that there was love in Laura's eyes when she looked at him today.

But he really didn't understand why she then went straight to be with Isaac!

He went to her because he was worried about her.

Then she had an accident.

In the end, he was the only one who helped her. She felt everything and experienced it herself.

But why was she in the arms of another man in the blink of an eye?

It was really confusing.

But now Max was even angrier.

He wanted to confront Laura right now.

He wanted to ask her what kind of feelings she had for him and why she had confused him again and again.

He had wanted to ask her during the day, but she was agitated and kept avoiding him.

It was at that time that Isaac came running in.

Max felt like a third wheel and got jealous, so he left straight away.

"Mr. Nixon, are you still up?"

Suddenly, the butler knocked on the door of Max's room.

"Yes."

The butler then pushed the door and entered directly.

"Mr. Nixon, you were drunk. I'm worried that you are uncomfortable and can't fall asleep so I've prepared some soup for you. You might want to drink it before sleep, or I'm afraid you'll wake up with a terrible hangover tomorrow morning."

The butler walked over to Max with a bowl of soup in his hands.

He came just in time.

Max was now bothered by something.

The calming soup made by the butler had always been very comforting for Max since he was a child. It seemed that he could get a good night's sleep tonight.

"Okay. Good night."

Hearing that, the butler left the room and closed the door.

"I can do this. I can sleep tonight."

Max picked up the bowl on the bedside table and ate the soup in one gulp.

He then threw it aside, laid down in bed, and tucked himself in.

He closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.

He wished he could stop thinking about Laura or he would get a headache.

But fate liked to joke with him.

Even though he had eaten the soup, he still pictured the image of Laura and Isaac together.

The mere thought of Laura rejecting him had made him annoyed. Now he thought about Laura and Isaac.

Max was jealous.

Why did Laura always reject him but listen to Isaac and stay by his side?

Was he no better than Isaac?

Max used to sleep on his side.

Now he was lying flat and ready to think about it.

He had completely forgotten that his original intention was to sleep and forget about Laura.

In fact, he couldn't sleep because of his obsession.

He was actually reluctant.

He wanted to replace out why Laura was cold to him but so nice to another man.

They were both men. Maybe Max was superior.

He had basically no flaws. He was an almost perfect man.

So he didn't understand. Other women longed to climb into his bed.

But only Laura had had sex with him. But why did she want to hide her relationship with him?

No other woman would do that.

If it were them, they would have made it public.

But Laura was an exception.

Suddenly, Max opened his eyes.

He felt that he was too obsessed. He hadn't figured it out yet.

He needed to ask Laura himself.

Or he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight and it would definitely keep bothering him.

Max looked out the window. If he was right, it was almost midnight.