Chapter 307: Her gift
Maxim blinked as he rubbed his aching chest. The waves of dizziness in his head making him unable to focus on Ryle.
’’You can sleep with them. You can have fun with them and you can provide them pleasure. That’s the only relationship a man should ever share with a woman. But no,’’ Ryle rolled his eyes.
’’You just had to go ahead and have complicated emotional attachments with them. How pathetic. I would never,’’ Ryle arched a brow as he continued speaking, disappointment lacing his tone.
’’She...’’ Maxim clutched his head as he massaged his gently. His cloudy eyes flickered with little bits of consciousness in between as he looked at Ryle and pressed a finger on his chest and pushed him back, ’’Don’t badmouth her.’’
’’Seeing that you still are sane enough to defend that woman, I have no remaining business here,’’ Ryle gave him a side-eye before he walked off to his car, ’’Don’t go over to her place to cry in the middle of the night. I would refuse to acknowledge you as my friend.’’
As Maxim slowly walked off to his car, he leaned back on it before he gradually squatted on the ground, his head leaning back against the car trunk. Maxim raked his fingers through his hair, clutching his head harder.
’’Boss has left me here to drive you home safely. Where are we going?" Ryle’s driver approached the man respectfully.
Maxim narrowed his eyes, ’’Nowhere. Go back and drive him to hell,’’ his voice trailed off.
The man shivered. There the poor man thought that his boss’s friend would be less scary than his boss but his enlightenment came too quick.
He looked at Maxim cautiously for a moment before he scooted to stand a little far from the man while gazing forward, not daring to look his way again.
Cars passed by and every time the headlights flashed Maxim’s way, he could feel a throbbing pain in his head accompanied with the lingering bitterness caused by his argument with Diana.