Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Did he want to make up for it? Vera glanced at him. When she saw Sam's apologetic stare, she could tell that he was sincerely apologizing to her.

What he said made sense to her. The two opposed each other on this matter, so naturally, it would be difficult for one to listen to the other.

However, Vera still felt that he had crossed the line.

So, she did not respond.

Sam was afraid that she would actually leave in a bout of anger, so he humbled himself and gently pleaded.

"I've apologized, so can you please get in the car now?" Vera was at a loss for what to say.

If she continued to be mad at him, wouldn't it seem that she was being unreasonable? Forget it, they were not on the sside anyway. As she thought of this, Vera walked towards his car again. Sam heaved a sigh of relief and a smile unconsciously made it to his face. In the hospital.

It was so quiet that only the sound of medical equipment could be heard. Maddox sat motionlessly at the edge of the bed. His gaze was fixed on Minerva.

All of a sudden, Minerva's eyelashes fluttered as if she was about to wake from her slumber.

Maddox seemed slightly agitated when he noticed her fluttering eyelashes. He sat up straight at once.

Minerva had been unconscious for a long time. As she was opening her eyes, the glaring light made it difficult for her to keep them open. Just as she was about to acclimatize to the comforting darkness, she heard a loud click. Then, the room lights were switched off, replaced by a distant, dim lamp.

It was only then that she finally felt at ease to open her eyes.

A thin, slender finger cinto view.

"You're awake?" The icy voice of a man sounded from above her head. Minerva could now clearly see Maddox's attractive face, and his cold, thin lips as he spoke impassively.

She moved her lips, in an attempt to say something but found that her body was devoid of strength.

In an instant, a pair hands firmly held her up to a sitting position. Two pillows were then placed behind her to support her back.

"Here, have swater," Maddox held a glass of water to the edge of her lips and gestured for her to drink. Minerva looked at his hand. She shook her head in resistance, refusing to drink.

"Ha." Maddox let out a chuckle. "What's wrong? Do you think you can help yourself to the water in such a state?" Minerva remained silent. Her lips were pale but she stayed stubbornly resistant.

Seeing her like this, Maddox could feel himself lose his temper.

After a while, he whispered to her, "I thought your temper would have changed after five years. I didn't expect you to be just as stubborn as before. What good comes from being stubborn?" Minerva raised her head and glared viciously at him.

He mischievously held the glass close to her lips.

"Are you going to drink it?" After pondering for a bit, Minerva decided to take a sip. She had no strength now anyway. If he wanted to take care of her, then she might as well let him.

Maddox was finally at ease after she was willing to drink. She was such a strong-willed woman. Even though she was extremely ill, she still went against him. However, she gave in to him after a short while. After drinking more than half a cup of water, Minerva started to feel the pain in her stomach. Her brows were slightly knitted. "Alright." Maddox took the cup away and put it on the table next to him. "Vera brought you ssoup. Do you want to have some?" Upon hearing Vera's name, Minerva suddenly raised her head and looked at Maddox. "Did you contact her? Or did she cover?" Maddox narrowed his eyes and inched closer to her.

"Why are you so nervous?" "No, no. I'm not nervous," Minerva lowered her eyelids, hoping to hide her emotions away.

She was anxious, afraid that Maddox would discover Beanie. As they resembled each other, Maddox might stir up a storm if he was to ever find out about this.

This matter was too complicated, and Minerva had sworn to protect Beanie well.

But... Maddox lived in North City. Would they really not bump into each other in the future? An idea struck Minerva. Maybe she could send Beanie to study abroad, or to a neighboring city.

However, Beanie was extremely dependent on her. If she sent him abroad, or even to a neighboring city, he would be all alone. Alas... this was not a viable idea.

"What are you thinking about?" Maddox's sudden voice snapped her out of her reverie.

"Got ssecrets?" Maddox narrowed his eyes and studied her.

Minerva was taken aback for a second. She said, "Mr. Yardley, if you believe I have any secrets, please feel free to do sdigging." Her nonchalant expression stunned Maddox for a moment. He did not utter a single word. Instead, he stood up and opened the vacuum flask which Vera had brought over.. He then brought the soup to Minerva.

"Eat."

Minerva had already starved to the point of numbness. But now that she m was looking down at the bowl of was Ne she did not feel much appetite.

spup She glanced at it indifferently, looked away and said, "I don't feel like eating." Upon hearing her words, Maddox's expression changed slightly. "You don't feel like eating?" She shook her head and wanted to lie down to sleep again.

Maddox glanced at the soup in the bowl. Indeed, many were not a fan of ve m the soup's bland taste However, she was suffering from gastritis. It was imperative that she ate. He wondered, other than soup, what else did she want to eat? "Are you going to starve yourself?" Maddox suddenly said, his voice a deadly serious tone. He reached out and grabbed Minerva's wrist. "Get up and eat before you go to bed."

Minerva felt her strength return a little. She struggled as she muttered, "Letgo. I don't want to eat.

Search The Find.n't website on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. "If you don't eat, your gastritis will get triggered again. You haven't had anything for a day. How strong do you think you are?" Maddox harshly said as he glared at her. In terms of ability, he was no match for her.

Certainly, it drove him crazy seeing her in such a state.

Minerva ignored his words and only wanted to break free from him but failed. Her strength of course, was no match for Maddox's. Moreover, she was ill and currently had very little strength.

Her strength now was merely the strength of a kitten to Maddox.

Initially, Maddox was in rage, but her effort stunned him. He then lowered his head to look at Minerva. She laid there with a solemn expression on her face, trying childishly hard to jerk her hand away from his grip- X He felt his anger ease up significantly within.

Then, he had softened his attitude towards her.

'Maddox, why are you fussing about a sick woman? Why are you angry at her? She is not feeling well. Needless to say, she is not in a good mood and may start throwing a tantrum.1 As he thought of this, Maddox's eyes went soft as he gently spoke. "Get up and eat a little, hmm?"