Maxwell Peary raised an eyebrow. Why was Rabina stopping? Could it be that she was concerned he would tire himself out?
Oh! Maxwell's heart suddenly bloomed, and he felt as if he were floating.
Nia Mitchell turned around and looked at Maxwell Peary seriously. She thought for a moment and then nodded solemnly.
"Maxwell, it would be better for you to get some rest."
Maxwell Peary broke into a broad smile at her words. That's his wife for you.
"If you were to collapse from exhaustion, not only would we incur additional expenses, but it would also delay you from earning money."
Maxwell Peary: …!!!
PUFF! He almost choked, feeling as if he were about to cough up blood. He froze on the spot. Damn this Rabina!!!
"Nia Mitchell, you've got some nerve! It's true what they say: 'Let someone off the hook for three days, and they'll be tearing the tiles off your roof!' You're really something."
