Chapter 103: Chapter 103

"Shameless!" Flora scornfully cursed, then stared at him, "I need clothes!"

Now, only he could give her clothes, only he could help her leave this place. Although she didn't want to beg him, she had no choice, she couldn't just walk out naked, right?

"You need clothes?" Maxwell raised an eyebrow at her.

Flora felt a little apprehensive, not understanding his intentions. Couldn't this rotten man just act like a normal person? He always made her feel uneasy. She nodded, staring at him intently.

"Fine, but I want you to admit that you are mine, now and in the future!" Maxwell smiled and blew air on her face, while one hand slipped into the bedsheets and began teasing her chest.

A rush of heat instantly surged between them. Flora took a deep breath, resisting the trembling in her heart. She wriggled in his embrace, trying to avoid his clutches. But to admit that she belonged to him? She didn't want to!

Maxwell removed his hand from her chest, not because she was trying so hard to evade, but... he realized that if he continued playing like this, he would end up pinning her down and taking her right then and there. He had just finished dressing, and time was pressing, so he let her go for now!

"So, have you made up your mind?" His voice was low and sexy, but it pierced her eardrums like a sword. "I have to go out now, you stay here and think it over. Let me know your decision tonight."

After speaking, he withdrew his arm from her grip, turned around, and made a move to leave.

Flora panicked, quickly grabbing his hand, and exclaimed, "Don't go! I...I admit it."

Oh... she needed clothes, she needed to leave! This damn man! She cursed him again in her heart, wishing for his entire family to be wiped out!

Maxwell, having succeeded in his scheme, turned back, smirked, and stared at her provocatively, "You've made up your mind so quickly? Well then, tell me, what have you admitted?" He wanted her to say it out loud, in front of him, promising not to have any more association with Kevin!

Damn it! Flora cursed angrily in her mind, reluctantly and unwillingly saying, "I admit that I am yours, now and in the future!" As she spoke, she reassured herself over and over again in her mind that it was okay, a good girl could compromise, as long as she didn't feel that way!

"Very well," Maxwell nodded in satisfaction, saying, "But you should know that as Maxwell's woman, you must be loyal to me in body and mind, and not have any relations with other men. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Out of sight, out of mind! Flora added in her mind!

"Especially Oliver. If I see you kissing him again, don't blame me for not being polite to you!" Maxwell added.

"Huh?" Flora looked at him puzzled and surprised, exclaiming, "What are you talking about? Oliver? Isn't Kevin?"

She remembered when she first met him, Kevin didn't recognize her at all. And Kevin seemed a bit different from Oliver she met at the Smith Family mansion, more like him, Maxwell!

Maxwell sensed her confusion and hesitated, saying vaguely, "No matter who he is, you must maintain a pure relationship with him!"

Flora, still immersed in confusion, continued to question with astonishment, "Is Kevin really Oliver?" No wonder they met so calmly. But Oliver is clearly in charge of the UK branch, how could he be Kevin here? And he returned to the country without going back to the Smith Family mansion. It's strange, really unpredictable!

"It's none of your business, so stop worrying about it. Did you hear what I just said?" Maxwell asked impatiently, staring at her.

The relationship between him, Oliver, and Kevin is not something ordinary people can figure out. There's no need to explain it to this confused and brainless woman!

"I heard," Flora pouted and replied uninterestedly.

Only then did Maxwell return to the wardrobe and throw a fashionably packaged clothing bag at her, urging, "Hurry up and put it on. I don't have time to waste here with you."

It was delivered to him this morning after he made a call, roughly describing Flora's height and figure, without knowing if it would fit her.

Flora let out an "Oh" as she took out the clothes from inside. It was a snow-white dress, with a high-quality and delicate texture. While gesturing in front of the mirror, she glanced back at Maxwell and asked, "Is this the dress left here by Miss Chiyoko? It's beautiful, but I don't know if it will fit me."

Never mind, who cares if it fits or not at this point? Being able to find clothes to wear is already a blessing. But... the thought of this dress once being worn by Miss Chiyoko made her feel uncomfortable.

Maxwell saw the changing expressions on her face but didn't explain, letting her misunderstand.

His silence made Flora even more uncomfortable. Hmph! He forced her to admit that she belonged to him, but he can belong to so many women himself! Why is the world so unfair?

"Are you done?" After a long while, Maxwell couldn't help but scold. This woman, is she still in the mood to daydream? And she can't snap out of it once she's lost in thought.

Startled by his scolding, Flora suddenly realized and hurriedly walked into the bathroom to change into the whole set of clothes. There were even... shoes in the bag? Soft leather low-heeled sandals? That's great, her poor heels won't have to suffer anymore!

Maxwell looked at the well-dressed Flora and didn't expect this outfit to fit her so well. The shoes on her feet were just right and wouldn't rub against her old scars. Hmm, she shouldn't have any foot pain now, but... why does he care so much about her? Worried that her feet will hurt? He... is he mentally unstable again?

Flora felt a little embarrassed under his scrutiny and lowered her head uncomfortably, "I know I don't look as good as Miss Chiyoko, it's a bit of a letdown, heh."

"It's good that you admit it," Maxwell said lightly, tossing out those words and walking towards the bedroom door.

Flora instantly became angry and stared at his back, gritting her teeth. Seriously, she was just being modest, just making a small gesture, did he have to say something so crushing and hurtful?! Jerk!

However, she could only curse him silently in her heart, afraid of being left behind, and quickly followed him out.

Maxwell walked ahead, and she ran behind to catch up with him as they headed for the elevator. Only this way could she keep up with his pace. One with an expressionless face, the other resentful and muttering inside.

Once they reached the ground floor, while Maxwell was getting the car, Flora swiftly ran out of the residential area and hailed a taxi that happened to be passing by, leaving this place.