"Uhm… sorry, I took your seat. You can get back to work."
Max held Chleo's tiny hand. "What are you apologizing for? What's mine is also yours. You don't have to hesitate to wear it."
Maximillian couldn't help but smile when he saw Chleo ducking her head with a blush on her face. The girl must not have guessed what he just said.
Of course, Chleo didn't expect it. They had only been in a relationship for less than a month, yet Maximillian's attitude and words seemed to have been in a relationship for years.
Maximillian had not seen Chleo's growth, but he had met Chleo when she was only six years old. He even gave up a small part of his energy to grow white winter aconite flowers on every Chleo's birthday.
His life energy represented his presence in his place whenever he wasn't by the girl's side. Even though Maximillian wasn't physically present to celebrate Chleo's birthday, his energy was always there and grew flowers for the girl.
