President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 571: It’s Up to Me

Suddenly, Max chimed in, "It's up to me to decide if I owe you anything. You don't need to explain

anything to me."

Laura didn’t know what to say.

She felt a little frustrated, but at the same time, warmth welled up within her from the bottom of her

heart.

Just at this moment, there was a shrill scream coming from their left.

The two of them looked over their shoulders, only to see a middle-aged woman dripping with jewels

bursting into the restaurant.

She rushed to a table and slapped a young girl’s face hard in a domineering manner.

"You bitch! How dare you seduce my husband! I’ll beat the shit out of you!"

Her high-pitched voice suddenly attracted everyone’s attention.

With a bright red face, the man sitting next to the young girl got up to stop her, growling, "What are you

talking about? She’s one of my clients."

"Client?" The middle-aged woman got angrier, "You must be her client in bed, aren't you?"

"You!"

The young girl covered her cheek in embarrassment and bit her lip. "Mr. Caveney, let’s talk over our

cooperative project next time! I think I’m gonna leave now."

After that, she got up to leave.

However, the middle-aged woman grabbed her.

"Oh, you wanna leave? Let me tell you something. Don’t you ever think of getting out of this restaurant

alive if you don't break up with my husband today!"

"Enough!"

The man gave the middle-aged woman a resounding slap across the face. After that, he paused for a

second, clenched his teeth, and turned around, apologizing to the young girl.

"I’m so sorry, Miss Nordhoff. You go first. I’ll come to your company to talk over the project with you

later."

Her face grim, the young girl shot a glance at the man and said indifferently, "Don’t bother. It’d be better

for you to take care of your family affair first, Mr. Caveney!"

After that, she strode out in a huff.

"You bitch! Don’t go! You…"

"Enough! Is this not embarrassing enough for you?" The man grabbed his wife and noticed the people

around staring at them in a strange way, feeling awkward.

"You bastard, Devon Caveney! How dare you slap me, you jerk! What did you say to my dad back then

when you married me? Now you're successful, and my dad is dead, so this is how you treat me, you

ungrateful bastard…"

The middle-aged woman vented her anger on him because the young girl left. She pulled at his

clothes, cursing.

Anger simmered inside the man as his wife was making a scene, and he flared up the moment he

heard her saying, "… to my dad back then when you married me…" Now that she touched his sore

spot, he grabbed his wife’s wrist, shoved her away, and roared, "Enough! Lillian Page, cut it out or I’ll

divorce you!"

The middle-aged woman was shoved to the ground. She was stunned for a second, and the next

moment, she started to wail, didn’t care how embarrassed she looked.

The man's face darkened in an instant and he snapped, "Stop making a fool of yourself!"

After that, he strode away.

Laura looked back.

The steak in front of her had cooled off, so she put down her fork and knife and wiped her mouth.

"That woman is impossible. Were I her husband, I would divorce her for sure."

Max was calm, but a faint sneer crossed his eyes.

"Maybe, but have you noticed the watches the man and the young girl were wearing?"

Laura raised her eyebrows.

Max went on, "They’re wearing the latest his-and-hers watches by Cartier. Either of them is worth at

least one hundred thousand dollars. They’re business partners, but they're wearing matching watches.

It’s too much of a confidence."

Laura hadn’t noticed that a while ago. Now that Max brought it up, she also remembered the young girl

drew back her left hand as she got up just now.

Laura couldn’t help frowning, "So you mean that man cheated on his wife?"

Max shook his head and smiled. "Not sure. When a marriage goes wrong, both people are to blame.

That woman…"

Suddenly, he paused, stared at Laura, who was waiting for him to continue, and raised his brows.

"Have you had enough?"

Slightly surprised, Laura nodded.

Then Max called the waiter to pay the bill.

After that, they left the restaurant and went to the parking lot.

Eager to know what Max wanted to say just now, Laura asked, "What did you want to say about that

woman?"

However, Max didn’t answer her this time but knocked her gently on the forehead, "It’s none of your

business. Stop being so nosey."

Laura covered her forehead with a grimace, staring at him in disbelief.

When had this man…

… picked up this bad habit?

How dared he knock her on the head? Did he take her as a child?

The two of them went into the parking lot and got in their car.

Just as Max started the car, a stealthy figure came into their view.

It turned out it was the middle-aged woman who was making a scene in the restaurant.

Cursing, she stuffed a ball of plastic bags into the exhaust pipe of a BMW.

Laura chuckled regardlessly, "You were right. She is a real handful."

Max gave a nonchalant smile.

The middle-aged woman blocked the exhaust pipe, got up, and turned around, only to see Max and

Laura sitting in the car across from her.

She widened her eyes in anger and snarled, "What are you looking at? Don’t tell me you’ve never seen

anyone doing this! Men are all big assholes, including you! Hey, gigolo, just stick to whores and let off

this poor student! You’ll pay for your deeds!"

She then got into another car aside and left.

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After a while, Laura burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha…"

Sulking, Max turned to scowl at her.

Laura had an innocent look, especially when she had no makeup on.

She was dressed simply in a white shirt, a pair of shorts, and white sneakers today to have a good time

in the amusement park, and also threw her hair up into a high ponytail, so understandably, she looked

like a student indeed.

However, it was one thing that the middle-aged woman was wrong about Laura’s age, but it was

another not to have recognized her.

"Hahahaha…"

The more Laura thought about it, the more amusing she found the situation was. Hysterically laughing

in the seat, she said, "Don’t take it to heart. It was a compliment, gigolo! Haha! This is so funny!"

Max looked sullen, his eyes glinting as he saw her laughing, but said nothing.

The car started and pulled out of the parking lot slowly.

Eqitin was an economically developed city. As the night fell, the whole city was lit up by flashing neon

lights. Finally, Laura was done laughing. She took out her phone and saw no unread messages,

relieved.

It was already 10 when she arrived home.

Laura had a fun day in the amusement park. Oddly, she was not in a bad mood now, even though it

was that man she had spent the day with.