Chapter 480


    CHAPTER 480 YOU WERE NICE TOO


    "You must be the famouswyer that Callum often talks about. What a capable young man you are!"


    Anyone could utter the same polite words, yet Margot sounded especially sincere with the tone that she


    used. She was right—Hank''s abilities were practically undefeated in the whole of Damoria. At the


    young age of 23, he was already widely known as thewyer with the silver tongue, and the public


    wasn''t even aware of the other secret identity that he had. Most people would maintain a respectful and


    cautious attitude toward people like Hank, who had such a mysterious persona.


    "You''re too nice, Mrs. Winthrop. I''m not that amazing." Hank smiled and spoke in a clear voice, yet he


    sounded rather distant even as he spoke. "How could you say that? We all know the great things


    you''ve achieved…" They continued chatting for a while before it was time for dinner. All of them took


    their seats at the dining table, and they hung their heads low as they ate dinner. For the most part, the


    dining room was filled with silence.


    After the meal, Hank and Yelena prepared to leave the house. However, Max stopped Yelena right


    before they left. "Can I talk to you for a while, Yelena?" Yelena tensed up as she responded in a shaky


    voice, "I don''t think that''s a good idea. It''s gettingte. You can call me if you have anything to say," she


    replied. She found it hard to spend time with Max in private.


    "It''s just a short conversation. I won''t take up too much of your time," Max insisted. Margot happened to


    be standing around to send her guests off, so Hank had to refrain from saying anything that would


    offend Max. The best that Hank could do was to shoot Max an icy re.


    "It''s fine, Yelena. You should have a talk with him if he wants it. You can say your final goodbyes, too,"


    Hank finally uttered. "Well… Okay." Both Yelena and Max stepped out into the backyard to be away


    from everyone else. The backyard was quiet, and Max enjoyed sitting there on his own sometimes. He


    would reminisce about the past and think about Yelena every now and then.


    Right then, Max took a seat on the stairs. When he saw the helpless look on Yelena''s face, he pulled


    out some tissue from his pocket before he wiped the surface of the step. "Take a seat. I know you''re


    really particr about cleanliness. In fact, you were the one who built this habit in me. I''ve learned to


    keep a packet of tissues in my pocket ever since our previous fights," Max uttered. Yelena''s gaze


    darkened when she heard his words, but she eventually took a seat beside him.


    "What do you have to say to me?" she asked.


    "I''m sorry about what happened thest time." Max turned to face her as he gazed at her with a look of


    regret and guilt on his face. "I didn''t know how much I hurt you with my inconsiderate actions with her.


    Nothing happened between her and me. I know that you won''t believe me as I''m trying to exin


    myself to you now, but—"


    "Stop it." Yelena blinked when she felt tears forming in her eyes. "I know you''re not that sort of person,"


    she uttered.


    "Then why did you insist on breaking up with me?" Max didn''t understand. If she isn''t bothered by my


    actions, then why did she insist on breaking up?


    "I know you''re not that sort of person, but you''ve crossed my limits with the things that you did. I cannot


    continue to forgive you unconditionally—not after what you did to me. We''re just not meant for each


    other, Max." There had already been a lot of issues in their rtionship. For example, Max didn''t know


    how tofort Yelena when she was sad. He made sarcasticments when she was happy. He


    didn''t know how to offer help when she was flustered and worried over something.


    Yelena could still recall the one time she held up two ice creams of different vors in front of him. She


    told him to try them, but he had been too upied with some racecar magazine and identally


    knocked off the ice cream cones she was holding. She didn''t have the words to express how she felt as


    she watched the ice cream melting on the ground. However, Max didn’t express any remorse then—he


    even med her for holding the ice creams up in front of him. He made it seem like it was her fault that


    he had bumped into them and dirtied his hands. Yelena felt like her heart shattered after she heard


    those harsh words.


    "That day, one of the ice cream cones that I offered you was green tea-vored ice cream. That was


    your favorite vor, wasn''t it?" Yelena uttered. Max was reminded of that incident, after which she


    ignored him for two whole days. Max wasn''t bothered then—he simply assumed that she was being


    petty. Later on, he realized that she was really furious, and it took him a long while to finally get her to


    forgive him.


    "I''m sorry. I know I was too harsh with my words," Max uttered.


    "You don’t have to apologize. We simply have really different views in life." Yelena knew that they would


    have to part ways because they were just two different people.


    "I know. I know we don’t stand a chance." Max shrugged before giving her a casual grin. "How have


    things been with him? Are you guys together now?"


    Yelena blushed when she heard Max talking about Hank, and Max immediately noticed her change in


    expression. "Why are you smiling like that? I''ve never seen you look so bashful—not even when you


    had a crush on me." Max couldn''t help but recall the past memories when he brought up Yelena''s crush


    on him. The gorgeous youngdy chased after him for two whole years back then, and he kept finding


    ways to reject her until she finally managed to win his heart. Coming to think of it, I didn''t know how to


    cherish her back then. Now, she has another man who has spent so much effort trying to win her over.


    Why does that make me feel so sad?


    "No. I''m not dating him," Yelena replied.


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    "Didn''t he confess to you?" Max asked.


    Yelena thought about his question for a moment before she shook her head. "He didn''t confess his love


    to me."


    "Do you like him, then?"


    Yelena was stunned by Max''s sudden and direct question. "Why are you asking about this?" she


    asked.


    "Well, if you didn''t reject him, it also means that you like him," he stated.


    Yelena was even more dumbfounded by Max''s abrupt conclusion. "I saw the way you guys interacted


    with one another just now. You guys seemed really rxed, and you seemed pretty happy." Max let out


    a sigh. "You never looked as happy while you were with me."


    Max had a bad temper, so Yelena was a lot more watchful and cautious while she was dating him.


    Even though Hank could be a fierce man, Yelena was a lot more daring and rxed when she was with


    him. She didn''t seem fearful of him at all.


    "Is that so?" Yelena asked.


    "Of course. We''ve been together for so long. Don''t you think I know you well enough?" Max replied. It''s


    a shame that I was too cocky in the past. I thought I could be in full control of everything, and I never


    once thought about genuinely pleasing and pampering Yelena.


    Yelena''s face turned serious all of a sudden. "Actually, you were really nice to me, too," she stated. She


    could still recall how Max had protected her when she was bullied back then. "When you first showed


    up and stood up for me, you were like the light at the end of the tunnel. I fell for you immediately. Did


    you know about this? You looked so gorgeous at that moment. Why would you think you''re any less


    than him?"