Wasn’t it?
Minerva wanted to avoid Benedict and head in a different direction.
Otherwise, if Maddox saw what was happening, she would be the one who would suffer.
Benedict put on a bitter smile and continued, "Didn't we make it clear that day? We'll still be friends. Even if we ran into each other, you don't have to avoid me as if I'm poisonous, right? Am I that scary?"
Minerva kept quiet.
She bit her lower lip and didn't know how to explain herself.
"I was going to take a detour before, but since you said so, I think it's better for me to stay with you so that you can change your mentality of avoiding me like the plague."
When he finished speaking, the smile on Benedict's face returned to normal. He stared at her firmly through his glasses.
"Minerva, I'm not a bad person. I wasn't one five years ago, I am not one now, nor would I be one in the future. If you're willing, I will still be your brother-in-law. No matter what kind of relationship you and Maddox have right now, I will never do anything that will hurt you."
However, for Minerva, no matter whether Benedict would do something to hurt her or not, as long as Maddox saw her standing with him, it would hurt her.
As she thought of this, she licked her lips and said helplessly, "Do you have to follow me like this? You said that it was a coincidence, but what about before this? Were those coincidences too? How could things be so coincidental? I haven't been in the supermarket for so long, but I ran into you when I first came. Didn't you plan this?"
The look in Benedict's eyes faded away.
"Minerva, if you come to the supermarket everyday, then you would meet me everyday. I live nearby, in the neighborhood next to yours."
Minerva was stunned as she opened her mouth, not knowing what to reply.
"What did you say?"
"Isn't it a little hard to believe? If you don't believe it, you can ask someone to check it out. I moved here before you did. A lot of people, even the cashiers, know me. Because I live alone, I come to the supermarket almost everyday to buy fresh goods. If I told you this, will you still think that I am trying to approach you on purpose?"
Minerva's breathing became slower and her face was a little pale.
In the end, it was she who had misunderstood him?
"I admit that I do want to contact you, but I mean no harm."
"Okay, stop talking." Minerva interrupted him and lowered her gaze. "I misunderstood you. Then, let's go our separate ways. You still need to buy things, and I need to go shopping too. I'll go first."
After saying that, Minerva turned around and walked over to Betty's side. She looked at her and asked, "So, it's settled?"
Minerva pressed her lips together and did not reply. She just pushed the shopping cart forward.
Seeing this, Betty quickly followed her. "What's going on? When I saw you two chatting just now, both of your expressions were not very good. Did he say something unpleasant?"
"No." Minerva shook her head. "He's just saying that he was not following us. It just so happens that we're going the same way."
Upon hearing this, Betty suddenly came to a realization.
"I see, but when I look at him... Why do I feel that he is deliberately following you? Wait, does he know that you are married?"
At this point, Minerva paused for a moment and then turned to look at Betty.
"Do you really want to know?"
The older woman nodded curiously. Then, she smiled and said, "You can tell me because we are neighbors."
Minerva thought about it and figured she had nothing to lose, so she said, "In fact, he's not my husband."
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