Chapter 101

Max applauded me, saying, "Actually, that night when you scrubbed your face red, I only had my suspicions. Plus your acting was quite good, so I began to think I was overthinking. After all, you've always appeared very simple, pure, kind, and innocent in front of me."

I nodded and asked, "So, how did you realize I was pretending?"

Max replied, "When you went to the hospital to check the causes of fetal deformity and death, it was easy to suspect the doctor who did the ultrasound. It wasn't hard to figure that one.”

I watched quietly as Max pulled out the chair and sat down again. It seemed he wanted to have a proper talk, which was good since there were too many unresolved doubts between us. I welcomed the chance to have a conversation and hear his story.

Max cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth, then asked, "Aren't you going to eat? It's your favorite Wagyu sirloin, cooked medium-well. I specifically instructed the kitchen."

"No rush. Listening to your story is more inter