Beanie and Vera headed out.
Minerva was really tired. After all, she had not slept well the night before. On top of that, she even rolled off her pillow during her afternoon nap. Hence, her neck was hurting.
After her surroundings fell into silence, Minerva soon fell asleep on the sofa.
In her dream, she was walking in a forest.
Fog filled the woods, obscuring the path ahead.
Minerva stood alone in the middle of the forest, completely lost.
What was going on?
"That child of yours. Who is his father?"
All of a sudden, a cold male voice echoed from all directions, startling Minerva. She turned frantically, trying to locate the source of the voice.
However, there was no one around her.
"What on earth have you been doing behind my back for the past five years?" The male voice sounded closer and stronger. Its oppressive presence made it hard for her to lift her head.
Although she clearly wasn't in the wrong, for some reason, Minerva was pressured to retreat.
All of a sudden, she knocked into something hard.
Minerva turned her head to see a handsome man. His face was cold but determined.
"Ah! It's you!" Minerva screamed out in alarm. She turned around in an attempt to flee.
However, like an iron chain, the man's arm circled around her waist. Then, with his other hand, he clamped her shoulders, trapping her between the big tree and his body.
In her dream, Maddox was not gentle at all.
He was completely different from the man under the tree at the entrance of the hospital.
Minerva could feel the rough texture of the tree trunk. The tree bark ground against her back until it hurt. Furthermore, the eyes of the man in front of her were filled with a dark haze and a black aura surrounded him.
"Answer my question!" He demanded in his low voice.
Minerva's eyes fell to the ground. She was too nervous to speak.
Grabbing her chin, Maddox forced her to look at him.
"Speak! Whose child is that? For the past five years, whose child did you carry behind my back!?"
"Let me go!" Minerva was furious; she wanted to push him away but was unable to do so. The man's hand wrapped tightly around her like a relentless demon. Just as the tension was about to explode, Minerva shouted, "Did you lose your memory? I was already pregnant five years ago. You knew it at that time, this child..."
Although she had not completed her sentence, the man before her was already entranced by her words. He looked at her in disbelief.
After a while, he once again grabbed her chin, gnashing his teeth. "He is the child of that hooligan? D*mn it! You really gave birth to the child! Why are you so shameless?"
Minerva said, "Let me go!"
Without any hesitation, Maddox pressed his cold and emotionless thin lips on hers without warning.
He kissed her forcefully and pried her lips with his teeth.
Their kiss was tainted by blood.
It was rough, leaving no room gentleness.
She didn't want to partake in such a crude act!
"No, don't!"
Screaming in fright, she opened her eyes to see the snow white ceiling. The crystal chandelier was hanging not far away in her sight.
It took a while for Minerva to gain her bearings. Then, she wiped the cold sweat on her forehead with her hand.
Why did it turn out like that?
She had actually dreamt of Maddox again. Furthermore, it was such a terrifying nightmare.
Indeed, Maddox was a nightmare to her...
Five years...
It had been five years...
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