When the girl looked at Minerva, her eyes lit up with envy.
How lucky she was to be spoiled by such a handsome and cool man who didn't care about other women at all.
"I'm sorry." Brock had a kind look on his face. When he realized that he had almost knocked into a petite girl, he quickly turned around, scratched his head, and smiled at Minerva to apologize. "I saw that the elevator door was about to close just now; that's why I was rushing in. I'm sorry."
Seeing that his smile and tone were sincere, Minerva returned his smile. "It's fine. You didn't hit me anyway. However, you have to be careful next time. It can be quite dangerous.."
"Yes, you're right. My wife is waiting for me at home. That's why I was in such a hurry. I'll pay attention next time."
Minerva nodded. Before she could say a word, she could feel the hand around her waist tighten a little. He frowned and said, "After so many days, I haven't seen you smile at me. Why are you smiling so brightly at others now?"
His words had successfully made the smile on Minerva's face stiffen.
She did not expect him to say such a thing in front of so many others in the elevator. She had thought that even if he was to complain, he would only do it at home.
Minerva was blushing when she realized that both Brock and the girl were staring at her. She let out a cough softly to cover up her embarrassment. Then, she lowered her head and did not reply to him.
Maddox's frown grew even deeper when he did not receive a reply. He swept his sharp gaze over at Brock who had a shy smile on his face.
When Brock noticed this, he took a step back, feeling a little awkward. He turned around and started complaining to Minerva .
"Your husband looks fierce."
Minerva was speechless.
The initially cold expression on Maddox's face softened a little when he heard that. Even though the look in his eyes was cold, it was not filled with killing intent like before.
After a long while, he snorted coldly.
"You have a good eye."
The corner of Minerva's lips twitched.
However, Brock couldn't help but laugh. "Your husband is quite interesting. He actually admitted it."
Minerva wanted to tell Brock that Maddox wasn't admitting that he was fierce, but he was agreeing to the fact that Brock had stated that he was her husband.
She resisted the urge to roll her eyes and tried to pull herself out of Maddox's embrace.
Unexpectedly, in the next second, he pulled her tightly into his arms once again.
She could not break free no matter how hard she tried. The girl who wanted to strike up a conversation with Maddox lowered her head even more. The doors to the elevator opened at this moment. She did not care whether this was the floor she wanted to go to. She turned around and rushed out of the elevator.
As for Brock, he was still standing there foolishly, gazing at Maddox and Minerva with a smile.
"It's your floor," Maddox reminded him coldly.
"Oh?" Brock came back to his senses and realized that this was his destination. He quickly stepped out of the elevator. He then turned around and said, "Then I'll go first.
Young man, be gentle to your wife."
Although Maddox hated the fact that Minerva had smiled at the man, he had to agree with Brock's words.
Ding!
After the doors of the elevator closed, Minerva moved his hands away from her waist impatiently. "Can you let go of me now?"
Instead of letting go of her, Maddox tightened his grip on her and whispered, "Honey, I'm hungry."
"What's wrong with you?"
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