Maxwell's lips twitched. Is that even a concept?
In the end, Maxwell was reluctantly forced out of the bedroom.
Hearing the bedroom door close, she immediately stood up, ran out to grab her panties, and then returned to the bathroom.
Ultimately, Maxwell didn't drive out to buy them.
Sitting in his study, he called Annie Davidson.
"Maxwell, you madman!"
Annie was on the verge of a complete breakdown. If she were confined any longer, she'd definitely go crazier than that madman Maxwell.
"Ahem, do you want to get out?"
Hearing this, Annie's eyes sparkled.
"What? You're willing to let me out?"
She was a bit dazed by this news. Goodness.
Has World War III broken out? Has Maxwell's brain been hit by a missile?
"Ahem, just say whether you want out or not."
Annie, with her sharp intuition, instantly sensed something was off.
Maxwell had only spoken a few words but had coughed twice. It wasn't the kind of cough from a cold, but a dry one.
