Secret Crush

Chapter 37 Max Gets A Fever And She Is The Medicine (Part One)

Leila looked at Freddy and said, "I know. Thank you for your help, Freddy."

Freddy said with a smile, "It's nothing as long as Miss Leila takes me into consideration all the time."

Leila knew what he meant. She said lightly, "Don't worry."

After they said goodbye to each other, Freddy left the office happily. Sitting in the chair, Leila felt something different in her heart. If she didn't get rid of Matias, her position in the company would always be in danger, and there would be a risk for her to be eliminated at any time. It was worth her attention. It seemed that she needed to visit Matias.

After a busy day, she came back to the apartment on time after work. However, Max was still not there. He seemed to be very busy recently, and he came back very late every day. Even so, after he came back, she was still not able to escape from his sexual demand. The relationship between these two persons was very delicate.

Leila didn't seem to be a mistress or a couple. It was a pity that they didn't have much communication. She was satisfied with this kind of relationship, but she was ashamed of it at the same time. However, she didn't show it on the surface. In front of Max, she was more like a tool for him to vent eroticism.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Max came back, but not alone. There was a woman by his side. Leila has met the woman, who was the beautiful woman she knew at the party. When the eyes of these three persons have met, a strange atmosphere spread in the air until Rosa broke the awkwardness.

"Max, why didn't you tell me in advance that someone was here?"

Max took a look at Leila, who was standing with a hurry and confusion, and said in an indifferent tone, "No need."

Leila didn't know what he meant by saying no need. 'He doesn't think it's necessary to report the thing that I am in the apartment to Rosa. Or he doesn't care whether I am in the apartment or not.’

But no matter from any point of view, Leila felt a strong sense of shame. She pressed her lips and said to Max, "I'll go upstairs first."

Without waiting for his answer, Leila turned around and went upstairs in a hurry. Looking at her back, a touch of weirdness flashed across Rosa's beautiful eyes. It seemed that she needed to change her view about this woman's position in the heart of Max.

Sitting on the sofa, Max seemed not to care about anything. His indifferent manner seemed to be stronger than that of any people in the world. With an elegant smile on her face, Rosa sat down by his side. In a soft voice, she said, "You seemed to have a good relationship with Miss Leila?"

Rosa grew up with Max. Although he was completely different from his childhood, there were still some dim shadows of childhood on him. For example, he never reserved those who he hated or useless people by his side.

As for what kind of woman Leila was, the result was unknown.

Max felt a tinge of fragrance coming from his side. Rosa was the female who he has dreamed of after her leaving without saying goodbye seven years ago, which became a pain in his heart forever. When they met again seven years later, yet he was not touched as he had imagined. He pursed his lips and left the strange feeling in his heart behind.

"It's getting late. Let me send you home."

Max said in a calm tone. Then he stood up while Rosa was still staring at him with affectionate eyes. Her tone sounded like a spoiled child.

"Can I stay here tonight?"

With a quiver of his finger, Max repeated, "I'll send you home."

The calm tone did change in the ears of Rosa for it sounded bad. There was a hint of disappointment in her beautiful eyes, then a kind of inexplicable feeling arose from her heart. He could allow Leila to stay in his apartment, but he drove her out. Although she did not want to admit, her position in his heart was not as important as it was before, which was an indisputable fact.

Rosa stopped thinking. With a smile on her face all the time, she looked elegant and generous. She stood up and said, "I thought I would appreciate your apartment, but it seems to be impossible now. What a pity!"

Having a slight look at Rosa, Max said, "If you want to appreciate it, you can come here again."

With a teasing smile, Rosa said while looking at him, "What's my identity for you if I came next time?"

With deep eyes, Max subtly averted the topic and said, "Let's go."

Since Max didn't answer her question, Rosa didn't pester him. She knew his character very well. He didn't like to be interrogated or forced to do something that he didn't like. He was such a casual person, but she really didn't know what was hidden in his heart.

With a smile, Rosa said, "I'm really curious about a man like you will marry what kind of wife in the future."

Max has already begun to stride. Upon hearing this, instead of answering her question, he kept walking as if nothing has happened.

After getting along with him for two days, Rosa finally figured out that the man in front of her was different from the young man seven years ago. He was not as sunny and talkative as before, and his character also became more silent. But this kind of man was inexplicably attractive, which was fatal.

Rosa followed him out of the apartment. Before she stepped out of the door, Rosa looked back unconsciously. At that moment, Leila was looking at them on the second floor. Rosa smiled gracefully and left after giving Leila a sign.

In the dark, the corners of her lips curled into a mysterious smile. Rosa has never cared about Max, but now she was interested in him. Rosa was sure that she could place herself in his heart again.

Leila, who was sitting on the staircase of the second floor, watched them leaving with her chin in her hand. On her beautiful face, there was an expression that even she herself did not know very clearly. Everybody could see the relationship between Max and Rosa very clearly, and the tacit understanding between them was unparalleled. It seemed that it has been accumulated for many years, and Leila could not help but guess the relationship between them.