Chapter 50

A black car stopped at the entrance of our apartment complex. I unfastened my seatbelt and got out, thanking Luke as I did.

But I was completely unprepared for what I saw next: Max, who should still be at the office, was there, waiting in his car. The driver’s window was half-lowered, and his face was clouded with a cold, grim expression, his eyes piercingly icy.

I froze, my mind racing. How should I explain this?

I remembered Luke’s advice: In all things, stay calm. Panic would only rob me of the ability to think clearly and give away my nervousness. I had to remain calm and composed in front of Max.

I quickly plastered on a smile and jogged over to Max, cheerfully saying, "Honey, you’re home early today!"

Max scrutinized me, then smiled slightly and asked, "Where did you go?"

I could see that Max was furious, even though he was trying hard to hide it. His anger was evident, especially when he saw Luke getting out of the car and walking toward us.

Max also got out, grabbing my