Minerva froze for a second when she heard his sudden soft voice. She then looked up at Maddox.
What's wrong with this person?
It was so peculiar for him to react in such a manner.
Minerva pulled her hand away and did not agree to it.
However, Maddox reached out and helped her up. He was demanding even though his actions were gentle.
Minerva was at a loss for words.
Her eyes were burning with rage as she glared at Maddox.
But Maddox paid no attention to her anger. He held a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other. Then, he took a spoon of soup and brought it to her lips.
"Don't look at me, eat well."
Minerva nearly freaked out when she heard Maddox's words, but she couldn't yell loudly even if she threw a fit as she was feeling weak.
"Who's looking at you?"
She was glaring at him, wasn't she? Did he get it wrongly?
Maddox's smile deepened when he saw her throwing a fit. He always felt that she had been too distant and ethereal these days. However, unexpectedly, he could get closer to her because of her illness.
Maddox said lowly, "Okay, you are not looking at me. Can you just drink the soup?"
His words startled Minerva for a moment. Did she hear it wrongly?
Why did she sense a hint of doting in Maddox's tone? When she studied his expression, she could even tell that he was trying to butter her up.
Was he trying to please her? Was it because he wanted her to consume the soup?
Why?
Was it because he was worried about her?
But why did he have to worry about her? He was a married man. Why did he have to do such a thing? As she thought of this, Minerva bit her lower lip and refused to drink the soup.
Maddox stayed still as time passed, but Minerva refused to drink the soup. The two of them remained locked in a stalemate.
After a long while, Maddox finally put down the bowl helplessly. "What do you want?"
Minerva glared at him stubbornly.
"I should be the one asking you, shouldn't I?" Minerva sneered. She tilted her head and glanced at the time on the wall. "It's already late. If you don't return, you will keep your wife waiting, won't you?"
Maddox halted.
His gaze darkened a little. It seemed that this woman had no knowledge of her ongoing marriage with him, thus she was able to say such words.
But... when she turned her head and talked, it seemed that...
"Mr. Yardley," Minerva said word by word, "I have no idea what was on your mind when you stayed here. I thank you for sending me to the hospital today, but you can't stay here any longer... Oh."
Before she could finish her sentence, her chin was suddenly held up. Then, she was turned to the opposite direction and kissed by him in the lips before she could react.
In an instant, Minerva's eyes widened as she stared at him in surprise, completely dumbfounded.
After the kiss, Maddox pulled away. She could still feel his warm breath on her face. "I'm going to stay here. What do you say?"
Minerva's pupils constricted as she came to her senses. She then raised her hand and wanted to slap Maddox in the face, only to find out that her hand was in his grasp, and she couldn't escape from him.
"What the hell are you planning to do?"
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