Her deliberate explanation caused Maddox to glance at her again.
The look in his eyes was deep, but she didn't know what it meant.
After a while, he said in a deep voice, "You don't have to explain it to me."
His voice was deep and she couldn't tell any other emotion from it. Minerva fixed her stare at him. After a long while, she asked, "Don't you blame me for not telling you about what happens in my family?"
The night fell, and the street lights gradually lit up. The last touch of twilight in the sky was gradually replaced by darkness.
The car drove out slowly. It was silent for a long while before Maddox's voice sounded again.
"When you want to tell me, you will tell me."
So much time passed before he answered her again, so to say that Minerva didn't know how to answer him. But she could feel that Maddox's mood hadn't changed much. He probably wasn't angry with her.
Minerva thought that it was just a phone call.
What was there to be angry about?
It was just that she was feeling a little guilty and over-sensitive.
After this thought came to her mind, Minerva felt relieved.
Soon, they arrived at her new residence. The place Maddox had found for her was very quiet. The rooms in an apartment inside a residential area were much better than those before, they needed to swipe their access cards before entering.
The two of them took the elevator to the sixth floor. Their luggage was carried by Maddox all the time, while her hand was always in his other palm. As they walked out of the elevator, Maddox spoke. "You are the only resident on this floor. There won't be any noise at night."
As he was speaking of this, Minerva felt her ears heating up. Did he still remember what happened that night?
"How long has it been? Why do you still remember it?”
Hence, Minerva couldn't help but mutter.
"What do you mean?" Maddox reached out for the keys and turned around to look at her.
The induction light in the corridor was on, but because Maddox was tall, when he turned around, he was bathed in the light. Minerva stepped on her flat shoes. From this angle, she found his facial features particularly deep. Half of his handsome face was hidden in the darkness. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at her with a hint of inquiry.
Was she thinking too much? Doesn't he think so much?
Suddenly, Minerva felt that she had vastly underestimated this man's ambitions and temper. Under his gaze, she shook her head in a fluster. "Nothing, hurry up and open the door."
Maddox pursed his lips and opened the door calmly. He then walked in to turn on the lights. Minerva followed him in.
She was completely at ease with him. After entering the room, she saw the layout and decorations in the room. Minerva realized that she had indeed trusted the right guy.
The room was so clean that it was spotless, and the furniture seemed to be brand new.
There was a large balcony, filled with all sorts of plants. Minerva's eyes lit up when she saw these plants. "Why are there so many plants and flowers?"
Minerva had already let go of his hand and ran towards the pots of plants and flowers. She bent down to smell the fragrance of flowers, whilst letting her hair down.
The lights on the balcony shone on her gently. Maddox could not describe how he felt when he saw this. He felt as if the softest part of his heart had been touched.
Previously, when he stayed in her apartment, he could smell the faint scent of flowers coming from her balcony. After that, when he went to the balcony, he saw that there were many plants growing there.
When he was decorating this house, he thought that she would like it. Thus, he asked someone to make lots of arrangements on the balcony.
Now, it seemed that these plants and flowers were in the right place.
He said, "Don't just look at the flowers and plants. I'll take you to see your room."
Upon hearing Maddox call her, Minerva turned around and walked in with Maddox.
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