Chapter 153: Chapter 153

Oh, no! Flora lamented in her heart, but she never expected there would be another chance. Letting out a light sigh, she said, "I knew you wouldn't, but I still have to thank you for letting me out today." Flora thanked through gritted teeth.

"You came back on your own accord, which shows you have some brains. But today's incident won't set a precedent!" Maxwell stared at her, speaking indifferently. It seemed like the raging anger had strangely disappeared, maybe it was because of the gift.

A gift? Maxwell glanced again at the tie that didn't suit him, self-mockingly chuckling in his heart. He knew this was her little scheme to please him, yet he still fell for it involuntarily.

Flora obediently responded with an "Oh," sneakily sizing him up. Then, she turned and slipped away to the bedroom. But why did she feel an overwhelming sense of oppression behind her? Turning around, she found that Maxwell had followed her in.

To escape, Flora abandoned what she was holding and headed to the bathroom. She took her time in the shower and unexpectedly found Maxwell still there when she came out. He was sitting on the sofa, casually sipping red wine and using the computer on the glass table.

Silently approaching, Flora saw the necklace, which she had almost forgotten, displayed on the computer screen. Necklace? She never expected him to still be entangled with the necklace. Could it be that he was still searching for the missing half?

"Big Young Master, didn't you find the missing half of the necklace?" Flora couldn't help but ask; she was too curious! Would Maxwell encounter any trouble without that missing half of the necklace? Well, why should she care about his life or death?! She cursed silently before turning to leave!

Maxwell extended his long arm, circling her waist. With a slight exertion, Flora fell into his embrace, sitting securely on his thigh. Flora was stunned for a moment, feeling a bit uncomfortable as she squirmed in his arms. After all, they rarely had such intimate contact, and she felt uneasy all over as if his body had thorns.

One hand pinched her waist, and the other gently rested on her shoulder as Maxwell breathed in the fresh scent from her recent bath. His gaze remained on the computer screen as he nonchalantly spoke, "The necklace has been tampered with."

Flora was taken aback, staring at him, "And then?" She already knew someone had tampered with it, and she knew better than anyone else—it was herself! Suddenly feeling inexplicably elated, she hummed to herself. Finally, there was a small opportunity for revenge, and she wouldn't give it to him!

So many things she had endured from his oppression. She already hated him, and now she finally had a chance to get back at him.

"Then I hope to retrieve it, or I'll be in trouble," Maxwell's voice remained calm. He knew that Itou Tokugawa already suspected he had tampered with the necklace and had been sending people to kill him. Now that he could remain so calm, it was because of Chiyoko Tokugawa. However, he didn't want to rely on a woman, especially one he detested, for protection.

Maxwell had always been a principled person. Since he promised to deliver the necklace intact to Yota Gang, he wouldn't resort to living off a woman after failing a mission. That's why he hadn't given up on finding the whereabouts of the other half of the necklace.

Flora's heart skipped a beat at his words, thinking that he might suspect the necklace was on her. The tone of his voice suggested such suspicion.

So what if he suspects? He has no evidence. If there were evidence or he could be sure it was on her, he probably would have used ruthless means to get the necklace back, just like last time!

Great! No evidence, absolutely none! Flora felt an unprecedented sense of happiness in her heart. She could play a little trick on him, and it felt so good!

Maxwell saw the radiant smile on her face and, displeased, asked, "What are you so happy about?" Her expression seemed as if she had just enjoyed a stolen moment of sweetness.

"Uh..." Flora chuckled innocently, "Nothing, just happy that you're in trouble." Indeed, she had never been this excited.

Her little face bloomed like a flower, while Maxwell's face turned green with anger. After realizing he was in trouble, her reaction was to be happy? It was outrageous! Could the biological mother of his precious baby be such an ungrateful person?

The grip around her waist unconsciously tightened as Maxwell felt her jubilation, and Flora, sensing his frustration, let out excited cries. Maxwell indeed withdrew his claws. She suddenly realized that this move seemed to be quite effective. No, it should be because of having a child; regardless of what she did, Maxwell dared not treat her lightly.

The man who had initially been determined to kill the baby was now more nervous about the child than she was. It was truly ironic!

Flora pushed away his hand, stood up from his lap, and looked at him. Taking advantage of the situation, she said, "Big Young Master, do you know what pregnant women need the most?"

"What do you want? Just say it!" Maxwell stared at her, gritting his teeth. He had already forgiven her for sneaking out with Robin today, but now she dared to make demands so boldly? Nevertheless, pregnant women came first! He endured it!

"Hasn't Doctor Alan told you? Pregnant women need to maintain a good mood so that the baby won't be born with a bitter face." Flora put on a serious expression, making her intentions clear—she wasn't happy right now, and her mood wasn't good!

Having caught Maxwell's sore spot, her audacity grew. She dared to make demands so openly.

"Doctor Alan also mentioned that moderate exercise is beneficial for the baby!" Maxwell smirked maliciously, grabbing her waist and pressing her down onto the sofa. Amidst the roughness, he managed to retain a touch of gentleness in his kiss, landing on her face, and her body, while one hand simultaneously explored her body.

Flora let out a low cry, struggling as she loudly exclaimed, "Hey! Are you not tired? Tossing me around with so much energy every night, why don't you bother your fiancée instead!" This remark was dripping with sarcasm and jealousy.

Maxwell naturally understood her words and coldly chuckled, saying, "What's wrong? Uncomfortable in your heart?" What he wanted was for her to fall in love with him and then cruelly abandon her, just as she had abandoned Joshua!