Chapter 75

Max brows danced in fury and he wasn't able to control his temper.

He quickly shut the door and walked to the fridge as he grabbed a bottle of water and opened the cap.

Nina noticed the rage that was coursing through him, but in attempt to provoke Max further she asked, "Who was that?"

Nina's curiosity lingered in the air, a palpable tension that Max couldn't ignore. As he poured himself a glass of cold water, he felt Nina's eyes on him, her unspoken question hanging between them like a heavy weight.

Max took a sip of water, trying to compose himself before addressing Nina's inquiry. "It's nothing, just someone from the past," he replied casually, his voice betraying a hint of discomfort.

Nina's brow furrowed, but she sensed Max's reluctance to elaborate further. Instead of pressing the issue, she decided to change the subject, hoping to ease the tension that lingered between them.

Dropping her bag to the floor, Nina took a seat at the kitchen tab