Intoxicated by the Love He Gave

Maxwell said that he has a strange allergy to the opposite sex.

Whenever he got too close to a woman or had physical contact, he couldn’t breathe.

So, after being in the industry for so many years, Maxwell had played almost all kinds of roles.

But he just couldn’t act in romantic scenes.

He said he had been seeing a psychologist, hoping to gradually solve this problem.

But recently, his competitors in the industry had been trying to tarnish his acting skills and competing for resources.

I vaguely understood. “You asked me to act with you because...”

“That’s right. When we had close contact that day, I didn’t experience any allergic symptoms.”

Close contact?

Well, it was.

I asked again, “If that’s the case, you could just hire me to act. Why do you have to marry me?”

Maxwell rubbed his nose with his knuckles, looking a little shy.

“That’s an exchange to pay you to act. But marriage is my selfishness.”

“Selfishness?”

Maxwell nodded seriously.

“For so many years, I have never been close to a woman.”

“But after that night, it seems like I became addicted to you...”

What?

My cheeks flushed as I said, “I was drunk that day! It was purely accidental!”

But Maxwell looked aggrieved and started acting spoiled.

“It was my first time that day, and you have to take responsibility for me!”

That was also my first time!

I was just about to speak when Maxwell smirked.

“And I also saw it. On the hotel sheets, there were…”

“Stop!”

I glared at him, but couldn’t sound fierce no matter how hard I tried.

Maxwell had a triumphant expression, “Sandy Holman, try being with me, okay?”

To be honest, I hated it when men acted cute.

But Maxwell, with such a handsome face, acted cute towards me.

I couldn’t take it! I really couldn’t!

I could only reluctantly agree.

“I can try, but let me make it clear first that I want to sleep in the guest room! You, stop it…”

Maxwell suddenly pounced on me like a big dog.

“Great! I can be with you now!”

Could someone tell me why Maxwell, who shined in front of others, was such a clingy person?

A few days later.

Maxwell handed me the script.

The moment I opened the script, I wanted to take it back.

The Road to Thrones?

Wasn’t this the most anticipated Machiavellian script of the year?

It was said that the investment budget was several hundred million, and the famous director Rex Berg would be invited to direct it.

Oh my god! Was I going to act in such a big production movie?

I looked at Maxwell timidly and said, “Um, can I... not act anymore?”

Maxwell touched my head and said the most ruthless words in the most doting tone.

“No.”

I burst into tears.

Maxwell comforted me, “This role is actually not difficult to act and suits you well. With me here, you don’t have to feel pressured.”

I gritted my teeth and went over the original novel and character information repeatedly.

The Road to Thrones was a drama about political intrigue, with few scenes for female characters.

Maxwell played General Watkins, who was the male lead, while I would play Princess Sybel, General Watkins’ official wife.

The original novel and the script described Princess Sybel as expressionless.

So, I understood.

The reason why this role was most suitable for me was that it didn’t have many scenes and didn’t require much acting skills, but it happened to have emotional scenes with Maxwell.

I asked Maxwell, “Did you choose me to play this role because she has no expression and doesn’t need acting skills?”

“No.”

“Then why am I suitable?”

Maxwell looked at me, his gaze lingering on my face, as if he had carefully outlined every feature.

“Because Princess Sybel is the most beautiful woman in Yankee Kingdom.”

Damn, it seemed like he was flirting with me!

But when Maxwell said these words, he wasn’t greasy or vulgar. He showed sincerity and respect.

This made me unable to get angry.

I was just very annoyed.