Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 632 Hunted

Chapter 632 Hunted

As long as Laura showed up, the paparazzi would always fabricate stories out of thin air, even if she didn't say anything.

Thinking of this, Laura told the driver, with her face sullen,

"Turn around. To Orchid Villa."

The driver knew that place, so he turned the car around and left as he was told.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of Orchid Villa.

Fortunately, no one else knew about this place, so it was a safety zone.

Laura got off the car, while Nicole followed behind carrying a lot of bags. Just as the two of them walked into the house, Laura's phone suddenly rang.

She glanced at the caller ID. It was from her mother.

Laura answered the phone without thinking.

Fannie's gentle voice came from the other end of the line.

"Have you got home, Laura?"

Laura had told Fannie before that she would go back home today after the shooting was over, and that was why Fannie called her.

Laura's grim face softened a little and she replied, "Yes, I just got home. How are you feeling, mom?"

Fannie smiled, "I'm great. Even the doctor said I'm recovering quickly. It won't be long before I'm discharged."

Laura was relieved to hear that.

This was one of the few good things she had heard recently.

Laura smiled and said, "That's great. I'll pick you up when you're discharged."

Fannie replied, "It's OK. If you're too busy at work, I can come home myself."

Staring at the mansion in front of her, Laura chuckled.

"No way. How can you come back on your own without knowing where I live now?" Fannie was surprised to hear that.

"Of course, I know where you live... The apartment on Lancaster Road?"

Now that this topic was brought up, Laura breathed a sigh with resignation.

"I can't live there for the moment, and I've moved to somewhere else later. I'll bring you over when you leave the hospital."

Fannie paused and asked with concern, "What happened? Why can't you live there?"

Fannie had been recovering and barely touched her phone these days, so she had no idea what had happened online.

Besides, as an elderly lady, she felt awkward with applications such as Twitter.

Therefore, Fannie hadn't found out that Laura was cyberbullied.

In fact, it was a good thing for Laura.

After all, Fannie could do nothing about it but worry for her.

That wouldn't help Laura at all.

Laura compressed her lips and explained, "Nothing. I'll tell you when you're discharged."

Hearing that, Fannie nodded despite worries about her daughter.

Laura hung up and went into the house with Nicole.

No one lived here usually and the house was empty.

Laura asked Nicole to put down the bags before she went home.

She then got upstairs to take a shower. Then she blow-dried her hair as she checked her phone.

Maria had already sent her schedule for the next few days to her.

Laura skimmed through it, replaceing that she wouldn't be shooting any movies in the near future.

She did have to take some promotional photos abroad for a make-up brand two days later.

So the next two days were her days off.

Laura thought for a moment and called Max.

"What are you doing?"

Max's muffled voice came from the other side of the phone. "Nothing. You're home?"

Laura didn't notice anything wrong with his tone but nodded.

"Yes, I just got here. I can't stay in my apartment for now, so I came to our villa."

Max asked, "Did you miss me?"

Laura chuckled despite herself.

But she refused to sweet talk him.

So she replied with a smirk, "Not at all."

Max snorted, "Hey naughty, I'll give you a lesson when I'm back!"

Of course, Laura knew Max was asking for her attention.

She shot a glance at the clock and asked, "When will you come home?"

"Soon."

Max hadn't planned to go back so early, but since Laura was home now, he couldn't wait to see her.

Laura nodded and said, "OK, let's talk then. I'm hanging up."

"OK."

Laura had a rest after she hung up. Now that she had taken a shower, it was almost noon now, and she walked downstairs to the kitchen.

It was true that no one lived in this house, but Max asked someone to put fresh ingredients into the fridge every day so that Laura wouldn't starve whenever she came. Laura came to the kitchen and took the ingredients she needed out of the fridge.

Since she had nothing else to do, she might as well cook some lunch.

Laura was good at cooking. However, since she hadn't cooked for some time, she was out of practice.

But Laura could just refresh her memory by looking at the cookbook, and then she would pull it off.

Laura had a simple plan.

Since there were only two people, she didn't need to cook too much food.

Therefore, she was going to make some salad, spaghetti, and seafood soup.

With all the ingredients ready, she started to cook.

When Max got home, he smelled some nice aroma at the front door.

Surprised, he raised his eyebrows.

He changed his shoes, walked in, and saw that familiar figure standing in the kitchen with her back to him, busy cooking.

Max beamed a warm smile.

The sight before his eyes softened the deepest and darkest part of his heart.

Warm, peaceful, reassuring, and soothing, how long had it been since the last time he saw a scene like this?

Max leaned against the door and stared at Laura without making any noise.

Focusing her work, Laura hadn't noticed his arrival at all until she turned to grab a bowl to ladle the soup.

The moment she turned around, she saw Max leaning against the door cozily.

It startled her, but the next moment, she asked him with a smile, "What are you doing? You scared me a bit."

Max dropped his arms, walked up to Laura, and took her in his arms.

"What makes you want to cook?"

Laura could tell that he talked to her with the most gentle, doting tone.

She stared at him playfully and smiled, "It's not like I've never cooked before. Who cooked your noodles the other day?"

Max burst into laughter, and nodded, "You did."

Now Laura thought about it and couldn't help laughing because she found herself being totally childish.