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In the car, Max displayed his gentlemanly charm, allowing the two women to sit in the back while he took the wheel.
Meryl couldn’t shake the feeling that something was brewing between Anne and Max.
Meryl subtly nudged Anne with her elbow and texted her: [He just called you princess. He’s definitely into you.]
Anne glanced ahead, taking in the sight of Max.
His hair was impeccably styled, and from her angle, she could see the strong bridge of his nose and the sharp line of his jaw.
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His large hands gripped the steering wheel, the nails neatly trimmed and clean. His shirt was perfectly pressed, showing no signs of wrinkles.
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“He must have a bit of a cleanliness obsession,” she thought.
Anne asked, breaking the silence, “Why are you at the hospital? Are you feeling okay?”
Max replied casually, “My assistant wasn’t adjusting well to the area, so I brought him in for a check–up. He’s getting some fluids right now.”
Anne raised an eyebrow. “Wait, you just left him there? Isn’t that a bit rude?”
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Max chuckled, “We’re all adults here. He doesn’t need me holding his hand while he’s getting some IV fluids. But if it were an old classmate asking, I’d definitely stick around.”
Meryl smirked, knowing exactly who he was referring to.
The old classmate had to be about her and Anne. Max wouldn’t be talking about her, a married woman who was pregnant.
She nestled into the back seat, suppressing a laugh. Suddenly, she felt a bit like a third wheel.
Fortunately, Max managed to get Meryl home before the evening rush hour hit.
As she stepped out of the car, a wave of
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relief washed over her.
“I’m home now. You two go have fun.”
Anne asked, “Are you sure you don’t want to join us for dinner? Mr. Aniston’s been busy lately, and you’ll just be home alone. What will you eat?”
“I won’t be alone. The staff will be there. Dinner should be ready by now,” Meryl replied, thinking, “They’re going out on a date. I shouldn’t tag along.”
“Go on, have a good time,” Meryl said with a smile, closing the car door and waving goodbye.
Anne watched Meryl enter the house before slowly turning her gaze back to Max.
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Instead of starting the engine, Max turned to her, suddenly serious.
The confined space of the car made their proximity feel intimate.
Anne noticed that Max’s eyes were unique. They were soulful, with an upward tilt at the corners that made him look charmingly roguish.
Before she realized it, she had been staring at him for a full minute.
Anne mused, “Oh no, that feels a bit rude.”
Flustered, she quickly averted her gaze. “Why aren’t we moving?”
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“We will, but I need you to come sit up front with me,” he said.
“Wait, what?” Anne was momentarily taken aback.
“Come to the front seat. I’d like some company while I drive.”
Anne shook herself out of her daze and offered a sheepish smile.
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With just the two of them in the car, it felt odd for her to stay in the back.
After all, Max was a big deal in the industry. Countless stars respected him. When would he ever be the one driving?
She quickly opened the front door and said “What do you feel like eating?”
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“You’re the lady; you get to decide,” he replied smoothly.
Anne pulled up the navigation app, pondering for a moment. “How about some barbecue?”
Just as they hit the road, Max’s phone suddenly rang.
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This was Anne’s car, and his phone wasn’t connected to the Bluetooth.
“Could you grab my phone for me?” Max asked, turning slightly.
Anne felt herself getting lost in his soulful eyes, nearly drowning in their intensity.
Max’s phone was tucked away in his pant
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pocket, and Anne’s gaze dropped as she bit her lip, cautiously retrieving it while avoiding eye contact.
Noticing her discomfort, Max feigned ignorance. “Just hit the speakerphone button.”
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Anne hesitated, suspecting it was a work call. “But isn’t it a bit inappropriate if I heard that?”
“Doesn’t matter,” he reassured her.
It quickly became clear what he meant by “doesn’t matter.”
Max launched into a fluent conversation in a dialect that left Anne completely lost. Not a single word registered with her.
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“Okay, well, it really doesn’t matter.”
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Max’s voice was deep and magnetic, and as Anne leaned back in her seat, she found it soothing, almost hypnotic.
Her thoughts wandered. “What would life be like in Havenbrook?”
When the call ended, Max turned to her, surprised to find that Anne had dozed off against the seat back.
He slowed the car and adjusted the heater, letting the warmth fill the space between them.
His gaze softened as it landed on her.
“She’s still as sleepy as ever,” Max thought fondly.
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When Anne finally stirred, the world outside had turned to night.
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“How long have I been out? Why didn’t you wake me?” she exclaimed, glancing around to realize they were parked in the restaurant’s underground garage.
“I didn’t have the heart to wake you. You looked so peaceful, and besides, we still have plenty of time to eat,” he said with a smile.
As she looked down, Anne noticed that she was wrapped in Max’s coat.
The familiar scent of his cologne wafted from the fabric, a mix of something fresh and distinctly him.
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Turning to face him, she caught Max’s
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gaze, realizing he had been watching her for quite a while.
Anne’s cheeks flushed. She knew she didn’t have the best sleeping posture, and this moment was making her feel awkward.
When she lowered her head, her embarrassment intensified.
There, on the dark fabric of Max’s coat, was a dark, damp spot–evidence of her drooling.
Anne thought, “Oh my God, what have I done?”
Stunned for a moment, she instinctively wiped her lips and stammered, “I’m so
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sorry! I’ll take it to the dry cleaners and return it to you, I promise.”
Max looked at her with an amused expression. “After all these years, you’re still just the same. You haven’t changed a bit.”
“Just the same?”
The memories flooded back to Anne.
As a dance student, she often found herself exhausted after practice, and during late–night study sessions, she’d frequently end up dozing off while copying Max’s homework.
More than once, she’d woken up to find her drool marking his textbooks.
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He’d been understandably annoyed back then.
At that moment, Anne had realized that her deskmate had a profound obsession with cleanliness.
Recalling those past moments made her cheeks feel even warmer.
Max said, “But I just got a call that I might have to cut this trip short. I’ll be leaving for Havenbrook in the morning, and you might not get a chance to return my coat.”
Anne thought, “He is leaving?”
She fell silent for a moment, then said, “That’s okay. Just send me your address, and once it’s cleaned, I can mail it back to you.”
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Chapter 672 | Can Wait Max’s hand, which had been resting on the steering wheel, tightened slightly at her words.
His voice dropped, almost wistful. “Mail it?”
His deep–set eyes lowered, hiding whatever emotions swirled beneath the surface. “I guess my offer wasn’t tempting enough for you to accept.”
Anne blinked, finally understanding he was referring to his invitation for her to work in Havenbrook.
She quickly replied, “Oh, it’s not that. I haven’t fully made up my mind yet.”
Stepping out of her comfort zone was
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daunting, but could she really give up on her dreams?
She knew that if she let this opportunity slip away, she would regret it.
Max said, his gaze intensifying as he looked at her, “Fair point. Good things take time. After all, there’s no rush. I can wait.”