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Even though Ayla felt Max was talking a bit too much, she had to admit this: he really did think from her point of view. He was honest, and he cared about her feelings.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max even noticed tiny details she herself had overlooked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What woman wouldn\u2019t feel a little moved by that?\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Ayla was only analyzing Max based on how popular he was with women. She had zero interest in him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And she wasn\u2019t going to judge him just because he was close to Troy. After all, he was also James\u2019s cousin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If Max avoided James just to spare her feelings, she\u2019d get blamed for no reason. She didn\u2019t want to be dragged into their family stuff.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla texted, \u201cThat\u2019s between you and your cousin. You don\u2019t need to worry about me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max replied, \u201cI\u2019m still worried I\u2019ll make you lose your appetite if you see me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla guaranteed, \u201cI don\u2019t care about that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max said, \u201cGood. The last thing I want is for you to find me annoying.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla stared at her phone, speechless.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had only turned down his investment for Kaleb, and somehow he made it sound like a lifetime feud. She couldn\u2019t tell if Max was overly sensitive or just too considerate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla didn\u2019t plan to reply again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as she was about to start her car, someone knocked on the window.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla turned and saw Max standing outside with a bouquet in his hands.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He looked perfect as always. Stylish clothes, a charming face, and sunlight hitting his fair skin just right. The bright flowers reflected their colors across his features. His seductive hunter eyes could make any woman melt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla was shocked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
One second he was texting her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next second, he was right there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She stared at him, stunned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max knocked again. Ayla lowered the window.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are you here?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Max smiled lightly. He had come to get firsthand news about Ayla and Troy\u2019s divorce. If things didn\u2019t go smoothly, he planned to stir things up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But none of that showed on his face. Instead, he lied smoothly, \u201cI came to pick up Troy, but he\u2019s nowhere to be found.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla remained muted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max blinked. \u201cWhat, you get upset every time I say his name? You hate him that much?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla nodded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright, I won\u2019t bring him up.\u201d Max thought, Good. At least you\u2019re not still in love with Troy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He lifted the flowers and said with a grin, \u201cThese are for you. Happy divorce.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla couldn\u2019t help but examine him. Max really was something.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He came to pick up Troy, then handed flowers to Troy\u2019s ex-wife. Did he honestly think Troy liked getting flowers from another man? And there were roses mixed in, too. No wonder Troy sometimes complained about Max being an incubus. Max truly had a talent for charming people.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ignoring his connection to Troy, Max was actually kind of fun.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As for the flowers, Ayla thought for a second.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright. I\u2019ll take them.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max raised his brows in surprise. \u201cReally?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy not? What\u2019s wrong?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought you wouldn\u2019t want them.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla said, \u201cNormally I wouldn\u2019t.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max understood instantly; he was an expert at reading people. Ayla was provoking him. \u201cYou\u2019re doing it deliberately, right? If your ex-husband finds out you accepted my flowers, it\u2019ll definitely upset him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He sighed dramatically, pretending to feel bad for Troy, but his hand was already pushing the roses toward\u00a0<\/p>\n
her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla took the bouquet, looked at the flowers first, then lifted her eyes to Max. Her cool, calm gaze didn\u2019t show a single emotion. \u201cSo, are you going to tell Troy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course I am. Why wouldn\u2019t I? You know I love watching Troy make a fool of himself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max didn\u2019t care about his brother\u2019s feelings at all. Right now, all he could see was Ayla.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cThen I guess accepting the flowers was the right move,\u201d Ayla said. She thanked him lightly. \u201cI\u2019m heading\u00a0<\/p>\n
out.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max wanted to ask her to take him with her, but he couldn\u2019t say that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stepped aside, and from where she couldn\u2019t see him, his deep gaze clung to her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max noticed her pause at the door and glance back at the courthouse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max\u2019s eyes darkened right away. What is she thinking?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Is she thinking about Troy?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max didn\u2019t know what was in her head, but he was sure of one thing. The next time Ayla came here, she\u2019d be walking in with him to get a marriage certificate from the city hall next door.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Max had always loved freedom. He was easygoing with people, mostly because he had never met anything -or anyone-he truly wanted. He simply didn\u2019t care about much.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was the first time in his life he wanted something this badly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That made it special.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla pulled her gaze back with no trace of regret, stepped on the gas, and drove away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She wasn\u2019t coming back to this place ever again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla wasn\u2019t sure if she\u2019d ever date again, but even if she did, she would never give her whole heart again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If she couldn\u2019t love someone with everything she had, then there was no point in getting married. So she was ready to stay single for the rest of her life.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Ayla made up her mind, she always followed through.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In her rearview mirror, Max was still standing there, waving at her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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