"Max, I love you." She wrapped her arms around Max's neck gently, her voice sounding like a chime.
It was only then that Max saw clearly who was underneath him. Janice didn't manage to remove her makeup last night, so her lips were still red.
His desire instantly dissipated. How did she end up in his bed?
What happened yesterday suddenly surfaced in his mind. He had been drinking, so how did he end up naked in bed?
A trace of disgust flashed across his eagle-like eyes, and he moved away from her body.
"Get lost." Max's voice was as cold as a shard of ice, piercing Janice's heart ruthlessly.
She was surprised. She didn't have a single piece of clothing on her, so that she could spend some time being intimate with him.
However, he actually treated her like this. Weren't they lovers?
"Max, what's become of our relationship now? You've not touched me once ever since I came back. Do you not love me at all? If you…"
