Chapter 261

Jennifer retrieved the scarf she had knitted for him from the wardrobe. "It's going to be cold tomorrow. Here, this is for you."

Maxwell glanced at the thick dark gray scarf. If it had been before, he would have been happy by her initiative. But now, he couldn't help but feel that all her obedience and thoughtfulness toward him were merely to help Zion. Or perhaps, for some other purpose?

Thinking about how she had talked to her friends before, he couldn't shake the feeling that she saw their relationship as just a show, just a means to an end!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He took the scarf and casually tossed it onto the nearby couch. "I don't like wearing these."

With that, he got into bed and closed his eyes, turning his back to her.

Disappointment flashed in Jennifer's eyes. So, what Quincy said was true. Her poorly knitted scarf was obviously not up to his standards. Why would someone of his status appreciate it?

Sighing softly, Jennifer silently cli