Chapter 129

"I wasn't teasing you," she said, struggling to find her voice. "I was worried you'd catch a cold. You're not in the best health."

"Like you said," he chuckled softly, sounding nothing like his usual cool and indifferent self, "Very uncomfortable, didn't you feel it?"

Katniss felt like her hands weren't her own anymore.

Unable to find the right words, Katniss squeezed her eyes shut and stammered, "I told you, I'll leave now. You can go back to your business."

Maximilian kissed her ear and said hoarsely, "Too late, who told you to show up?"

So this was her fault now?

She was just concerned about her patient's health as a doctor, so she couldn't help but come to check on him!

Who knew he would be masturbating in the bathroom.

Katniss felt a bit wronged. She struggled to pull her hand back, but her efforts only made her face redder.

Katniss shamefully tilted her head up, her eyes wet, looking at him with a mix of grievance and embarrassment.

Maximilian slightly propped himself up, pressing Katniss against the wall. Her petite and slender figure was enveloped by his body, only the dark shadows in some places revealing their outlines, perfect for flirting.

Under the dim light, he seemed to smile, then turned off the light.

The bathroom went dark instantly, with only a faint light coming through the glass door from the bedroom.

"Is this better?"

Maximilian's voice was low, with a hint of coaxing.

Katniss couldn't stand that kind of voice, it softened her heart as soon as she heard it.

Katniss bit her lip. Her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't decide whether to agree or disagree.

She had no idea how things had developed to this point.

In his arms, Katniss almost curled up, feeling Maximilian's body tense to the extreme.

impulsively, she softened her

her bold move, narrowed his deep eyes and grasped her chin

day, sunlight filtered into

and

hadn't opened her eyes yet, but her small face wrinkled up. She remembered her bed being very soft,

was it so

white ceiling, feeling her wrists aching and her arms too sore to

it seemed like something was

her head, and suddenly, Maximilian's

last night flooded her

breath in concentration, admiring again that handsome face, now gentle in sleep, with clear and elegant features,

needs could be, and that any promises made

shouldn't have believed him when he said it

finally falling asleep in exhaustion, vaguely remembering Maximilian holding her, washing her

well, Katniss felt a sense of unfairness and imbalance, tempted to wake

sleep so well, still

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for her to see Maximilian sleep this long. Felix had said that although Maximilian slept better since starting treatment, it was only a little

or two hours a day, it had increased to three

of the night, Katniss calculated, that should be

lifted the blanket, but before she could stand

fell

his strong arm around her waist, his deep and hoarse voice sounding,

She was clumsy?

her

at Katniss's flushed face, her cheeks puffed out

"Still mad?"

What else?

his good looks, too

this time was an accident, Maximilian, you should learn to control yourself, not let lust

been another woman, it would have

she added, "This time, I'll forgive

help me pick out an

"Fine."

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