Minerva was afraid of him. If she continued to say that she wouldn't eat, Maddox would probably keep feeding her this way.
She refused to be like this.
Although they had kissed many times, she felt that feeding her through his mouth was disgusting.
However, Maddox did not think so. He stared straight at her lips as if he was still dissatisfied.
What was wrong with him! Minerva glared at him bashfully. Then, she sat up and said angrily, "I can eat on my own. I don't need you to feed me." Then, just as she was about to reach for the bowl, Maddox brought the bowl to her. He scooped a spoonful of oatmeal and brought it to her mouth. Minerva looked at him.
Fine. She would rather have him feed her with a spoon than his mouth.
After convincing herself for a moment, Minerva opened her mouth helplessly.
Minerva finally felt better after finishing the meal. However, she was still hungry. When she was having a second bowl, she stretched out her hand to grab the bowl.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMaddox had probably sensed her thoughts and did not force her any further. He just handed the bowl to her. After eating three bowls of oatmeal all at once, Minerva finally felt the weight in her stomach.
When Maddox was cleaning up and getting ready to go out, she looked at his back and thought that this man was horrible...
How could he torture her to such an extent? For the first tin many years, Minerva had a good appetite.
She touched her round belly and thought of something suddenly. When Maddox was not around, she quickly lifted the blanket and got out of bed. She wanted to find the pills. When she got out of bed, her legs went limp. Minerva almost fell to her knees beside the bed. Fortunately, she held onto the edge of the bed and started looking around.
She remembered that Maddox kicked the bottle to the side. It should be under a cabinet. Anyway, it was still in the room.
While he wasn't around, Minerva searched the room for that bottle of pills.
After searching for a long time, she couldn't find what she wanted. She heard footsteps from outside the door, she had to hurry back to the bed and pretend that she hadn't got out of it. Maddox pushed the door open and cin with a laptop in his hand. Then, he found a place to sit down and opened it in front of her.
What? Was he planning to work here? In this room? Was he really going to keep an eye on her 24/7? Minerva was in a bad state. She grabbed her phone under the pillow and opened her Facebook to take a look.
If Maddox was to stay here, she would not be able to get out.
In that case, how could she take the contraceptive pills? After thinking briefly, Minerva felt that she could get Vera to send it to her.
Even if Vera brought the pills here, she wouldn't have had a chance to eat if Maddox was to stay there.
She had to take the pills within 72 hours. It had been so long since the incident. If she didn't take the pills soon, she might really be pregnant with his child. Thinking of it, Minerva took out her phone and messaged Vera.
How could she ask Vera to send the pills over without being noticed by Maddox? This was a serious problem.
As Minerva thought about it, she could feel her eyelids getting heavier. She was so sleepy and could not bear it. Probably because she had been tortured by Maddox, she was exhausted. Not long after, she put down her cell phone and went back to sleep.
Momentarily, the sound of even breathing could be heard in the room.
Maddox looked at the woman on the bed. He frowned when he saw that she was curled up, clutching the quilt tightly.
He stood up and covered Minerva with the blanket before walking downstairs with his laptop.
In the living room, he put on a Bluetooth headset and clicked on a video call.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"How did it go?" Sam was on the other side of the call. He looked at Maddox seriously.
"Sir, the mastermind has been identified." Maddox narrowed his eyes upon hearing this. There was an icy chill in his eyes, making him look extremely dangerous.
"Is that so?" This gaze was so intense that Sam couldn't help but shiver. He quickly realized that this gaze wasn't directed at him, but the mastermind. He coughed lightly and then nodded.
"Those people who followed Young Madam are just unemployed hooligans. They were instructed and paid to follow her." "What's the purpose?" "They had confessed just now. They were told to follow and kidnap her when there was no one around." "Kidnap?" Maddox squinted his eyes. "Who gave them the guts to kidnap my woman?" "Ahem..." Sam covered his mouth with his hand. After which, he said, "Young Master Yardley, you know this person." Someone he knew? Maddox frowned with displeasure evident in his eyes.
"It's Young Madam's best friend from five years ago, Sylvia Hanover." Sylvia? The nonce again appeared in Maddox's life. It had been five years.
"She doesn't go by the nSylvia Hanover anymore. After she was thrown out of the Hanover family, she returned to her previous surname. to She's now known as Sylvia Moore, and she's working in a restaurant." Sylvia Moore? Maddox tapped the table lightly with his fingers. He seemed to have thought of something and looked up. Thinking of that silly woman... The cold gleam in his eyes grew sharp.
"Sir, she used to be a good friend of Young Madam. Do you plan on telling her about this?"
"Don't let her know." Maddox pursed his lips and rejected Sam's suggestion. He opened his mouth' and said indifferently, "Additionally, if she wants to go after Minerva, let's settle the scores together." New and old scores... Sam thought for a moment and then nodded.
"I understand. I will contact you further if there is any other news. By the way, Benedict has started taking action recently. He got into a partnership with Young Madam's company. That's probably the reason why they met." "So, he was trying to get close to her through a contract?" Maddox sneered, "He knows how to follow the trend but unfortunately, he's messing with the wrong person." "Sir, what should we do about Benedict?" "He thinks he can take her away from me? We'll render him useless and get him in trouble." "I understand!" When he was about to hang up the phone, Maddox seemed to think of something and said, "Have you checked on her information after returning home?" Hearing it, Sam was surprised. "Are you talking about the Young Madam?" "That's right." "I have never done so. Was there anything to check on?" Sam's words made Maddox quiet down.
Yes, she was the same. Was there any difference? Even if the child she brought with her was her ex-husband's, so what? Five years ago, he had known that the child in her belly was her ex-husband's, but he still fell in love with her crazily, didn't he?