Chapter 12

　　When she said so, Jillian was afraid to look at his eyes. This week without any contact, Jillian realized that she actually doesn’t love Harold as much as she thought. Otherwise, why would she be obsessed with this man in front of her? 　　Seeing the awkward expression of the little woman in front of him, Maximo's eyes dazzled, so he held her in his arms, threatening in her ear in a low voice, "You owe me something." Silly girl, if it's none of her business, will he be bored enough to explain this kind of problem? 　　"Let go of me." Jillian pushed him. Why does this man hug or kiss him every time? This is the entrance of the mall. With so many people coming and going, is he not afraid of being seen by others? 　　"You’re thinking too much. He is in there with Rachel to buy clothes right now." He spoke in a cold voice, hugged her into the car, and the guard in front automatically raised the partition this time. 　　Jillian suddenly raised her head, and finally stared at him with her calm eyes red. What could this man do if the truth was not true? 　　"Oh, you really want to cry. I thought you were so strong." Maximo stretched out his hand to put her in his arms, "Cry, but Jillian, I am warning you, this is the last time I will allow you to do this. Don’t cry for other men again." He thought that he had reached the limit for this step. 　　Jillian bit her pink lips and looked straight at him. Tears fell uncontrollably, but her lips were suddenly attacked by him and she was still kissed wantonly after struggling. 　　Rough fingers rubbed back and forth on her pink lips, and the voice in her ears was sexy and hoarse, "Stupid woman, I made you cry but let me abuse your lips. Don’t worry I will protect you and everything will be alright." 　　Jillian is not a woman who complains a lot, so she wipes the tears on her face with the back of her hand, "You said that no matter what I want, you will do it for me, right?" 　　Maximo's big hand replaced the back of her hand, wiped away the tears on her face, nodded, with endless petting, "I will give you whatever you want." 　　His words were concise but with endless lingering compassion and love. 　　Jillian almost drowned herself in his gaze, but quickly regained her sanity. Before he kissed her, she suddenly turned her head to the side, letting his lips fall to her ears. 　　"You said you like me, right?" 　　No one kissed, so he had a very bad temper. He controlled her chin with one hand and gave a strong kiss on her lips before speaking, "Perhaps more than I like." 　　Jillian is a little awkward. Although she doesn't understand him, she can't ignore his reputation because the Smiths are mentioning about the Andersons and even their hospital has a group. 　　"Love at first sight?" She didn't expect Jillian to have this charm. 　　Maximo squeezed her chin and looked left and right. His disgusting eyes were obviously saying, Girl, you think too much. 　　"Actually, it is difficult for me to fall in love at first sight with a little girl who cried at me the first time we met." Now thinking of him seeing her for the first time, she seems to be only four years old, and she was fourteen years old. 　　Jillian twitched the corners of her mouth, snot and tears, surely, he was talking about her. 　　"We met a long time ago?" Why doesn't she remember at all? If she was a child, how could she still like Harold? She must know that she was an idiot when she was young If she only knew that this handsome boy Harold isn’t good, she would throw him out a few blocks. 　　"At that time, you were too young, so you may not remember." Maximo leaned back in his chair and put her in his arms. "That time, you were the same as today, lying in my arms and crying all the time. I'm bullying you." Moreover, the same person bullied her, so he swears that this is definitely the last time. 　　The corners of Jillian's mouth twitched more severely. Did he ever do such a shameful thing when she was a child? She hurriedly sat up from his arms, "This, this, I'm going back." It's really embarrassing to be thrown at grandma's house. In fact, she has always known him, no wonder every time she looks at him, her back feels chilly. 　　"Where are you going? Lito drive." Once again, despite her struggle, he held her in his arms. He didn't know how other men got along with the woman he loved, but when he saw this woman, he wanted to hug her or kissing her would be the best. 　　Lito started the car soon after receiving the order. 　　Maximo reached out and took one side of his pocket, and handed it to Jillian, "Take a look." 　　"You're crazy." This is still in the car. Where would she go to change her clothes? Besides, she looked down at the purple cheongsam, "Didn't you buy it for Ram?" 　　Maximo raised her eyebrows and whispered in her ear, "Are you jealous?" No wonder when she just came out of the fitting room, her eyes could eat him directly. It turned out that she thought he bought this dress. For Ram. 　　The heat filled her ears, Jillian reached out and pushed her head away, and took out the dress. On the right, there was still the white dress Harold bought for her. This is probably a matter of her likes and dislikes. Harold never knew what she really liked, but Maximo understood. She wouldn't think it was just a coincidence. Maximo knew she absolutely liked purple.