Chapter 643

But deep down, Jennifer knew she had to stop. Otherwise, she'd end up ruining herself.

Suddenly, Maxwell chuckled. Though he smiled, his expression remained as frosty as ever.

He stepped closer to Jennifer, bent down, and asked, "Tell me, if Nathan found out we'd been intimate, would he still want you?"

"You!" Jennifer, enraged, raised her hand to strike Maxwell. However, he grabbed her wrist before she could.

His gaze was sharp as he uttered each word deliberately, "You've gotten used to hitting me, haven't you? Jennifer Yale, you think you can walk all over me because you know I still care about you and can't forget you, huh?"

Jennifer's heart sank. Why did Maxwell's voice and expression seem so eerily familiar? It was as if she'd encountered him in her fragmented dreams. But they'd only known each other for a month.

A dull ache pulsed in her head as disjointed memories flashed before her eyes. Yet, they were like shooting stars, too fleeting to hold onto.

Dazed, Jennifer f