Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 484

When Minerva returned to the Hanover family's house, she went straight to the kitchen and cooked soup by herself.

She thought that Maddox must have some light food since he was injured so badly.

Furthermore, she was still thinking about how he was going to sleep at night with his back hurt. It was impossible for him to lay down on his back. After all, pressing on the wound would only worsen the wound.

Then would he have to lay down?

Whenever she thought of how a tall and big figure had ended up on the small bed in the ward and forced to lay face down, she couldn't help but want to laugh at the thought of it.

After laughing for a while, Minerva felt that he was also in a miserable state at that moment. If it wasn't for her, his back wouldn't have been injured like that. If not for him, the person laying there was probably her and not him.

Moreover, if he hadn't blocked it for her at that time, then she was afraid that her face and body would have already been...

After thinking carefully, Minerva didn't dare to think any further. She quickly cooked the soup and then took out a thermos to pour the soup into it. After thinking for some time, she cooked a few more light dishes herself.

Her cooking skills were quite good. She had always been able to cook, but she hadn't been cooking frequently for long. It was because Vera's cooking skills were much better than hers and Beanie also liked it better. Thus, while they had been living together all these time, Vera basically cooked all the meals.

Although her culinary skills might have been a little out of practice, they were still around.

Minerva quickly finished tidying up the things. She carried the thermos and was about to leave the house.

Just as she walked out of the kitchen, she bumped into Quill, who had a cold expression on his face.

Minerva felt a little guilty as she faced Quill's stern gaze. She shifted the thermos in her hand to the other side in an attempt to avoid Quill's gaze.

But what was the use of that? How could Quill not know what she wanted to do?

No matter how hard she tried to cover it, it would not be of much use.

Thinking of this, Minerva could only stand still and then looked at Quill.

"Quill."

No matter what, she had to greet him.

Quill pressed his thin lips together, and his eyes were a little cold then he said, "You still know to address me, is it?"

Minerva replied, "Why wouldn't I?"

"Do you still remember who hurt you five years ago?

Have you forgotten all about it?" Quill stared at her sharply. "Five years; five whole years have passed, and you have really forgotten all of it? Now you even send yourself voluntarily to him. Minerva, where's your pride?"

"What do you think I should do then? That man took the blow for me, and now he is lying in the hospital with wounds all over his body. If it wasn't for him, the person who would be lying there right now would be me. The person who would be bringing food over would be you. Are you still going to stop me now?"

Quill said, "Then you must know that if it wasn't for him, you wouldn't have been in trouble in the first place. If you get close to him again, there will still be more trouble in the future. He can help you once but what about the second or third time when these kinds of things happen again? Or even for the rest of your life?"

Minerva's expression changed slightly when she heard him.

"I am not thinking about all that now. I don't have any other thoughts about him. Even if it was a stranger who had helped me, I would still go to the hospital to do my part. I am just being kind and righteous; there are no personal feelings involved."

Quill stared at her. "Are you sure ? Can you promise me that you won't get together with him anymore?"

Minerva nodded, "Sure, I promise. I've never had the thought of being together with him again so you don't have to worry about this. Also, I want to tell you that no matter if I end up being together with him or not, it's my own business. I have the ability to handle it myself."