Upon hearing this, Minerva stopped. She did not dare to move another muscle anymore.
"Hm?" Maddox hummed when she did not answer.
She bit her lower lip awkwardly and replied softly, "I just don't feel comfortable with you carrying me like this, I..."
His laughter was somewhat helpless. "You were too tired to walk, but you don't want me to carry you on my back. Should I carry you in my arms instead?"
"I guess it's better for you to carry me on your back then."
She had better not think too much. Maddox had plenty of energy anyway. He might not feel any pressure if he carried her on his back. She should not be bothered to deal with him.
As she thought of this, Minerva ignored him.
As the sky gradually darkened, the pedestrians on the road would occasionally glance at them when passing by. They looked at them enviously.
At first, she was unaccustomed to it.
However, gradually, she began to feel like how others looked at her had nothing to do with her.
Thinking of this, Minerva felt at ease. She leaned against Maddox's back and allowed him to carry her back home.
Soon, they were about to reach their neighborhood. Minerva wasn't sure if she was imagining it, but she felt that Maddox's steps seemed to have slowed down a lot.
The surroundings gradually quietened down. Only the rustling of leaves being blown by the wind accompanied his footsteps.
The night gradually fell and everything around them seemed to have become quiet and beautiful.
The only thing Minerva could hear was Maddox's and her own breathing, which was especially clear.
"Today, you..." He suddenly opened his mouth. His low and hoarse voice slowly sounded in the night.
"Yeah?" She asked in confusion.
He was silent for a long time before replying, "It's nothing."
Then silence was restored. Maddox carried her to the front of the elevator and then put her down.
After arriving at the 18th floor, Minerva followed him out of the elevator and stood there quietly.
After a while, when she heard Maddox entering the code to open the door, she suddenly came to her senses and looked at him in surprise.
"How do you know the password?"
Maddox held her hand and entered. He replied calmly, "I knew it after listening to you key in the password a few times."
In fact, he had seen her put in the password once by accident. However, for him, who had photographic memory, one time was enough!
Thud!
After the door closed, Minerva was still in a state of shock. When she regained her senses, she questioned angrily, "You... Didn't I tell you to turn your head when I entered the password? You could tell after hearing me put in the password a few times? Do you think that I would believe this..."
The first thing Maddox did when he entered the house was to place the bag in his hand on the table beside him. He then turned around, lifted both of Minerva's hands and pressed her against the icy cold door.
Her expression changed when she realized that she was being held against the door. "What are you doing?"
Maddox leaned forward slightly. His hoarse voice sounded in her ears.
"Today, you told Betty that the reason for our divorce was because I'm frigid."
What?!
Minerva's expression changed drastically. Earlier, she had been worried that Betty might have already revealed it to Maddox. Then, on the way back, she thought that Betty might only be more open with her. After all, this was a topic between two women.
She didn't expect that Betty would say the same thing to Maddox.
However, when did she ever say that she had divorced Maddox because he was frigid?
Wasn't all of this just Betty's imagination?
Thinking of this, Minerva started to retort, "When did I..."
However, she could not finish her sentence. Maddox had already sealed her lips with his. Minerva widened her eyes and her pupils shrank. Her hands began to resist unconsciously .
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