However, as soon as Max picked Charity up, she woke up.


    Her pretty, dark eyes were lost for a moment before they became clear.


    "Don''te down. I''ll carry you up." Max smiled. "You''re so light. Do you even weigh 100 pounds?"


    "Put me down." Charity was not used to being carried bridal-style by a man.


    Max watched her silently for a moment. In the end, he sighed and ced her on the ground. "It''ste. Let me make do with your sofa for one night. Look. It''s not safe for me to go back when it''s so dark."


    Charity nced at the muscles on his body. "I think people will feel more insecure seeing you."


    "You have a point there." Max nodded seriously. "All the more reason for you not to let me go back. It''ll frighten other people.''


    "Won''t I be frightened if you stay?" Charity teased.


    "We know each other so well. How can I possibly scare you?" Max grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.


    Charity sighed. Some people''s teeth looked whiter when they had slightly darker skin.'' Do as you wish."


    "Give me a nket. I''ll just sleep on the sofa." Max let out a breath of relief upon hearing her words.


    When they both entered and turned on the lights, the doorbell suddenly rang.


    ''Who''s here to look for you at this hour?'' Max walked to the screen only to see Chester outside, and his handsome face darkened. "See, luckily I decided to stay back tonight. It''s unsafe for you, a woman, to be alone."


    Charity frowned when she saw the screen." Ignore him. He won''t dare toe in."


    After that, Charity went upstairs to shower.


    Just as she entered the room, the deafening sound of a megaphone suddenly rang outside. "Eliza, I know you''re in there. If you don''t let me in, I''ll y music at your door until your entire neighborhood will be awake."


    Charity''s pretty mouth twitched.


    She never expected Chester to be so shameless.


    The next moment, Chester''s husky voice rang again. "Now, let me y a workout song for you all."


    Charity staggered and almost fell.


    How wicked was Chester to be ying a workout song at midnight?


    Then, Charity''s phone rang. It was the management calling to beg her. "Miss


    Robbins, can you and Young Master Jewell resolve your quarrel privately? Please don''t disturb the neighborhood''s residents from their sleep. No one dares to offend Chester, so they can only call me."


    "I''m sorry to have troubled you. I''ll take care of this."


    Charity walked down the stairs as she spoke.


    Max scowled and said, "I thought I was shameless, but I never expected someone else would be more shameless than I am. Wait here, Charity. I''ll open the door and beat him up."


    "Don''t even think of it. Do you want to be expelled from the army?" Charity red at him. "Open the door and let him in."


    "Well... Why don''t I pretend to be your boyfriend?" Max said, "If he thinks you''re my girlfriend, he might back down and stop pestering you.''


    Charity did not n to do that initially, but she could not figure out Chester''s intention. After giving it some thought, she nodded.


    Delighted, Max immediately went out the door with a smile.


    He was happy, even if it was just an act.


    As soon as the door outside opened, Chester got down from his car with a cigarette in his mouth. However, he did not see Eliza but Max instead.


    "Do you sleep here at night?" Chester took the cigarette out of his mouth and squinted his eyes.


    "Chester, your behavior is aplete nuisance to the people here. You''re a president. Don''t you find doing these things silly?" Max took down the speaker from the car and turned it off. The neighborhood became quiet again.


    "It is indeed silly," Chester saidzily." Eliza used to make my life so interesting that she even sent me to prison. Now that she isn''t ying around with me anymore, I''m not used to it. What do you think I should do?"


    "She''s my girlfriend. Stop bothering her." Max''s expression hardened, and he suddenly stepped in front of Chester.


    They were both of simr height, but Max''s build seemed more muscr as he trained all year round. Compared to Max, Chester''s handsome face looked a little more delicate.


    "Girlfriend?" Chester''s gaze deepened, and then heughed. "In that case, tell


    me.


    Where''s the prettiest mole on Eliza''s body?"