As a workaholic, Maxwell was busy working. He used to rest in the office without returning home for several days. Besides, I never dared to disturb him.
But now, he would put down his work and go back to accompany her.
In his view, I didn't deserve it, while Mia, pure and flawless, was different from me.
I followed him back home.
It turned out he hid that woman here.
Using our joint property, Maxwell rented the expensive luxury apartment for Mia.
It was because he feared that I would hurt her.
He actually believed that I might cruelly harm his beloved one, Mia.
During the three months when he didn't come home, he was here making love with her, just like when I died.
The house was brightly lit. Mia was wearing a white dress and nested herself into the sofa, looking adorable.
Seeing Maxwell coming back, she was near tears and then threw herself into his arms.
"Why... Why did you come back just now? I was so scared..."
Maxwell took her into his arms and kissed her forehead with affection.
"Don't be afraid. I will protect you, and I won't let her hurt you again."
The person in his arms nodded obediently, but he didn't notice her smirk.