After her rebirth by Cici

Chapter 129

"I wasn't teasing you," she said, struggling to find her voice. "I was worried you'd catch a cold. You're not in the

best health."

"Like you said," he chuckled softly, sounding nothing like his usual cool and indifferent self, "Very uncomfortable,

didn't you feel it?"

Katniss felt like her hands weren't her own anymore.

Unable to find the right words, Katniss squeezed her eyes shut and stammered, "I told you, I'll leave now. You

can go back to your business."

Maximilian kissed her ear and said hoarsely, "Too late, who told you to show up?"

So this was her fault now?

She was just concerned about her patient's health as a doctor, so she couldn't help but cto check on him!

Who knew he would be masturbating in the bathroom.

Katniss felt a bit wronged. She struggled to pull her hand back, but her efforts only made her face redder.

Katniss shamefully tilted her head up, her eyes wet, looking at him with a mix of grievance and embarrassment.

Maximilian slightly propped himself up, pressing Katniss against the wall. Her petite and slender figure was

enveloped by his body, only the dark shadows in splaces revealing their outlines, perfect for flirting.

Under the dim light, he seemed to smile, then turned off the light.

The bathroom went dark instantly, with only a faint light coming through the glass door from the bedroom.

"Is this better?"

Maximilian's voice was low, with a hint of coaxing.

Katniss couldn't stand that kind of voice, it softened her heart as soon as she heard it.

Katniss bit her lip. Her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't decide whether to agree or disagree.

She had no idea how things had developed to this point.

In his arms, Katniss almost curled up, feeling Maximilian's body tense to the extreme.

Through the dim light, Katniss vaguely saw Maximilian's eyes dark with desire, and impulsively, she softened her

heart and lifted her face to press her lips to his jaw.

Maximilian, inspired by her bold move, narrowed his deep eyes and grasped her chin firmly before pressing his

lips to hers. "Close your eyes," he commanded.

The next day, sunlight filtered into the room through the curtains.

So hot, and so hard.

Katniss hadn't opened her eyes yet, but her small face wrinkled up. She remembered her bed being very soft,

like cotton.

Why was it so hard now?

Groggily, Katniss opened her eyes, looking at the white ceiling, feeling her wrists aching and her arms too sore to

lift.

And it seemed like something was pressing on her waist.

Katniss turned her head, and suddenly, Maximilian's handsface cinto view.

Then, memories of last night flooded her mind.

Katniss held her breath in concentration, admiring again that handsface, now gentle in sleep, with clear and

elegant features, completely different from the seductive and domineering look he had last night.

Last night, she clearly experienced how great a man's needs could be, and that any promises made in such

situations were unreliable.

She shouldn't have believed him when he said it was the last time!

She couldn't even remember how many "last times" there had been, finally falling asleep in exhaustion, vaguely

remembering Maximilian holding her, washing her hands and face.

Seeing him sleep so well, Katniss felt a sense of unfairness and imbalance, tempted to wake him up.

But it was rare for Maximilian to sleep so well, still asleep at seven in the morning.

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Since moving in, it was rare for her to see Maximilian sleep this long. Felix had said that although Maximilian

slept better since starting treatment, it was only a little better.

From sleeping one or two hours a day, it had increased to three hours.

Last night, he slept in the middle of the night, Katniss calculated, that should be four hours?

Despite feeling sulky, Katniss still gently lifted the blanket, but before she could stand up, she slipped and fell

back down.

Coincidentally, she fell right on Maximilian.

The next second, she was held up by the awakened Maximilian, his strong arm around her waist, his deep and

hoarse voice sounding, "Why so clumsy, like a child."

She was clumsy?

Katniss stretched out her arm, pushing against his chest, biting her lip hard, "Who did that nasty thing tolast

night?"

Maximilian chuckled softly, looking down at Katniss's flushed face, her cheeks puffed out in anger, like a little

squirrel.

"Still mad?"

What else?

Last night, she was dazzled by his good looks, too busy explaining and feeling embarrassed to get angry.

Katniss gritted her teeth, "Although this twas an accident, Maximilian, you should learn to control yourself,

not let lust control your mind. Luckily, | was there this time, if

it had been another woman, it would have been a different story!"

After saying that, she added, "This time, I'll forgive you, but there won't be a next time!"

Maximilian raised an eyebrow, "Not mad anymore? Then helppick out an outfit from the dressing room,

okay?"

"Fine."

Katniss walked to the closet, frustratedly patting her head. 'Katniss, you really are...'

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She was clearly still angry, but all she could think about was how Maximilian's legs were inconvenient, making it

hard for him to get clothes from the closet. She should have just told him to get them himself!"

Katniss randomly picked an outfit and brought it to the bed. "Here."

Maximilian glanced at the clothes, then looked up at her face for a moment, his thin lips uttering a few words,

"Are you sure?"

He had the nerve to be picky?

Katniss felt even angrier, turning her face to the side, "Yes, this is the one, I'm going to wash up!"

With that, Katniss ran off, not caring what Maximilian had to say.

After washing up, Katniss stayed in the bathroom for a while, tidying herself up before going out.

When she went out, Maximilian was already dressed, and she was instantly dumbfounded.

A breathtaking moment of heart palpitations.

She had actually picked out a dark red velvet suit, with a bit of a 19th-century aristocratic feel.

Dark red clothes were rarely suitable for men. But Maximilian wore this suit with a seductive charm, paired with

his cold and noble face, making it even harder to resist. Seeing her stunned, Maximilian's discomfort vanished, a

smile tugging at his lips. "Looks good?"

Katniss snapped back to reality, huffing with dignity. "Just okay."

"Mr. Hamilton, Mrs. Hamilton, breakfast is ready."

A servant knocked on the door, and Katniss, eager to escape, quickly opened the door

and followed the servant downstairs.

After going downstairs, Katniss looked at the breakfast on the table, then glanced meaningfully at Felix.

All the dishes were suitable for replenishing energy after exertion.

"Katniss, drink more soup, you must be tired from last night. What do you want for dinner? I'll go buy it," Felix

said with an intriguing smile.

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