"There's no need." Beanie opened the refrigerator with difficulty, stood on his toes and took out the food from the refrigerator. He looked back at her and said, "You can rest first. Please givefifteen minutes." "Fifteen minutes?" Minerva frowned and couldn't help but walk in.
"What can you cook in fifteen minutes?" "I'm going to cook spaghetti." Spaghetti...
Minerva said after a while, "I'll help you out." Beanie thought about it and nodded.
"Alright." Both of them made a pot of spaghetti together. In fact, Minerva did not do much. Beanie was actually quite skilled. He really learnt from Vera.
His movements were smooth. Apart from the fact that he was short and had to stand on the chair to get the ingredients, everything else was not a problem.
After that, the two of them filled the plates with spaghetti and sat down at the table.
Minerva looked at the plate of spaghetti in front of her that was filled with a rich fragrance. She suddenly felt pleased.
He was actually able to cook for her. She could not explain this feeling.
Beanie took the lead, picked up a small mouthful of food and put it into his mouth. He was a little anxious. When he put it into his mouth, the food was still hot. He quickly put the spaghetti back onto the plate. "Be careful. Don't be so anxious." Minerva glanced at him helplessly. Then, she took out a piece of tissue and wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth, "There's only the two of us anyway. No one will take it from you." Hearing this, Beanie blinked his eyes with embarrassment and said, "Mommy, I didn't mean to do it. I just wanted to taste what I made." Of course, she knew that he wasn't doing it on purpose. She had a very high standard for Beanie since he was a child. Perhaps because he was her child, his actions were elegant. She didn't need to teach him at all.
He was born with great genes and only required sguidance after.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I know. Even so, you shouldn't rush." "That's right." Minerva took a bite and realized that it actually tasted good. It was actually comparable to Vera's cooking.
She looked at Beanie in surprise. "You..." "Mommy, is it delicious?" He asked gleefully.
She nodded. She could not believe that it was her son who had made this.
"What special sauce did you put in here?" "Mommy, didn't you see it just now?" That's right. She had been in the kitchen with him. He didn't put any special sauce into the food at all. It was just cooked perfectly.
Thinking of this, Minerva smiled and said contentedly, "You have really grown up." After they were done eating, Minerva washed the dishes. She told Beanie to take a shower upstairs and he agreed to the request obediently.
Han Minerva had finished cleaning. When she went upstairs to take a bath, she did not see Vera.
Minerva wondered what she was doing. Did she really find Quill after work? She wasn't back yet.
Initially, Minerva didn't want to disturb her.
However, on second thought, she felt that it was better to send a message and check on her.
Not long after the message was sent, Vera replied.
"Minerva, I'm at the critical stage. Don't disturb me." Critical stage? Upon hearing this, Han Minerva was a little confused. She couldn't help but frown when she recalled that day when Vera had said that she would drug Quill. "You're not actually going to drug Quill, are you?" "What nonsense are you talking about? I don't even dare to think about it. I just cto have a meal. I feel so embarrassed." Seeing this, Minerva could imagine Vera's sad expression. She felt that it was a little funny.
"Don't worry. You've got no image after all." "Your way of comfortingis indeed special." "All the best." After cheering her on, Minerva did not send any more messages to Vera. Instead, she stared at Maddox's profile picture in a daze.
She wanted to call him, but she couldn't bring herself to do so.
After all, she asked him to give her space. However, she was thinking of calling him.
While thinking about it, Minerva reluctantly put down her phone and picked it up again. In the end, she called Maddox.
She didn't know which country he was in. Would there be a tdifference? Listening to the phone, Minerva's heart skipped a beat.
When the call was answered, Han Minerva was so shocked that she almost threw her phone away. When an unfamiliar female voice cfrom the other end of the line, Han Minerva stopped.
"Hello." A woman? Did she call the wrong number? Minerva was stunned for a few seconds. Then she took the phone away and looked at the text on the screen.
This was Maddox's phone number. It was indeed his...
Why was a woman answering the call? Minerva bit her lower lip and felt her heart hanging in the air.
"Hello, I'm looking for..." "Are you looking for Maddox? He's busy right now." Maddox? She sounded soft and gentle. Minerva could imagine her beautiful face.
Her lips moved. Before she could open her mouth to ask another question, the woman spoke.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"After he's done showering, I'll ask him to call you back." Minerva was speechless.
Minerva's expression changed slightly and she opened her mouth, "There's no need." Then, she hung up the phone in a panic.
Her legs were a little weak. She leaned against the door behind her and stood there, with her face turning pale.
For so many years, she had been paying attention to him. She knew that he had no other assistants m ther assistants m except Sam let alone a female assistant. Furthermore, the woman had called him Maddox. They sounded close. It was unlikely for her to be his assistant. If she was not his assistant, then... Who was she? Why were they so close? The answer was almost self-evident.
Han Minerva clenched her phone tightly and her fingertips began to turn white.
After a moment, she let go of her hand as if she had lost all her strength and smiled bitterly.
"Minerva, what are you thinking about? It's been five years. Do you really believe that he would save himself for you?" Thinking of this, Minerva felt that it was ridiculous. She put the phone on the table and walked into the bathroom.
In a hotel abroad.
A beautiful woman crossed her legs finalle and sat on the sofa. When she saw that the call finally ended, she smiled calmly then deleted the call record. For a woman to call Maddox at this tand to hang up in such a panic, she must've had a crush on Maddox. Maddox was the man she liked. She wanted to get rid of all the women who wanted to develop relationships with Maddox.
"What are you doing?" A cold male voice suddenly cfrom behind. Before Monica could react, he had already snatched away the phone.