Chapter 19

Chloe felt a flutter in her chest as Max appeared at her doorstep, exuding effortless charm and style. His striped polo shirt seemed to cling to his well-defined chest, hinting at the strength hidden underneath, and his jeans perfectly complemented his casual yet attractive appearance. Despite his informal attire, he looked incredibly dashing, and Chloe couldn't help but feel a warm flutter in her stomach.

Chloe, unprepared and initially hesitant to leave the comfort of her home, adorned a simple dress that accentuated her natural beauty, and gathered her hair into a haphazard bun - her signature look for lounging at home.

Her eyes shifted from Max’s warm face to the small parcel in his hand. When he saw that she was looking at it, he raised it. "Chocolate ice cream," he said. "It was hard to guess the flavor you’d like, but I know every lady loves chocolate."

Chloe wasn’t a lover of chocolate or ice cream, but she smiled her thanks. If ever she wanted a cup of ice cream, she would pi