Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

She had been a mother to a child for a few years.

Minerva's smile faded and she did not answer Quill.

After playing in the playground for half a day, Vera and Beanie fell asleep leaning on each other as soon as they got into the car.

After all, the two of them had played many games together while Quill and Minerva were watching from behind. "Shall we go eat something?" Quill fastened his seat belt and looked at the people in the back seat.

Minerva looked back and shook her head after thinking for a while. "Let's go home. They're too tired so let them rest when we go back. I'll cook something up in the evening." "Sure." Quill nodded as he had the sthought.

If she wanted to cook, she had to buy ingredients. However, Minerva was not at ease if there was no one at home, so she asked Quill to stay back to look after Beanie and Vera. After that, she went to the nearby supermarket alone.

Going to a supermarket alone meant that she wouldn't linger around much. Minerva quickly bought all that she needed. Just as she was about to push the shopping cart to pay the bill, she turned around and met a familiar figure.

His white collared shirt was ironed well without any wrinkles and the dark blue suit highlighted the person's aura. The man's eyes were gentle. When he saw her looking at him, he smiled slightly as if he was bathing in the spring breeze.

Minerva's foot paused for a moment. Then, as if she didn't see that person, she pushed the shopping cart forward as if nothing had happened.

She didn't expect to meet Benedict there again.

Benedict saw that she ignored him and wasn't surprised. He must have guessed that Minerva would treat him this way.

Hence, he quickly turned and caught up with her.

"Did you lose the phone number I've given you?" He walked side by side with her and asked.

Minerva pursed her red lips together. Her expression was cold and she did not reply.

Benedict laughed and he didn't care. He explained, "I've been waiting for you for a few days, but you didn't contact me, so I could only wait for you in the supermarket." His words caused Minerva to pause in her steps. However, she continued to move forward and ignore him. "We haven't met for a while. Are you really not willing to say a word to me? Even if it is just a greeting." She still didn't answer.

Benedict followed her to the cashier. Before Minerva could act, Benedict had already reached out to help her place the items on the counter for the cashier to scan them. She didn't know what to say.

Good-looking people were always exceptionally eye-catching. Furthermore, Minerva and Benedict certainly did not look ordinary. Benedict's movements were also so considerate that the cashier was so envious and couldn't help but add, "Miss, your boyfriend is really handsome." Benedict's hand froze, then he shot a glance at Minerva.

There was no expression on her face. She, who had not spoken for a long time, finally parted her lips.

"He is no boyfriend of mine. I don't even know him." The smile on the cashier's face disappeared completely.

She pursed her lips in embarrassment and then glanced at Benedict's hand. If they didn't know each other, why did he take things for Minerva? Was it... just out of good intentions? Or could it be that he had encountered Minerva in the supermarket just now and wanted to strike up a conversation with her because she was pretty? The cashier imagined about ten thousand possible scenarios and then began to scan the items. This time, Minerva didn't give Benedict any more opportunities. She quickly handed over her bank card. A password was required to swipe the card.

When the cashier passed the credit card reader, Minerva was just about to turn around and remind Benedict to leave. Who would have thought that he would actually turn around and not look at her again? She remained silent.

She quickly keyed in the password, took back the bank card and left with the bag.

Minerva planned to go back after getting out of the supermarket, but she found that the figure was behind her again under the streetlamp.

She was really angry and helpless. She didn't want him to follow her, to reconcile with him or to talk to him.

After walking for a short distance, Minerva was so angry that she stopped, but Benedict suddenly cforward and took the bag from her. "Is it too heavy? I'll help you carry it." Minerva remained silent.

Had she been hallucinating? Why were the two brothers completely different from five years ago? Of course, the one who'd changed the most was still Maddox.

Could five years really change a person? No, that couldn't be true.

After all, she had met Maddox when he was talking to someone else. He didn't spare a glance at any employee of his company or even Janice.

But it was different when it cto her...

What went wrong in the past five years? She looked at the bag picked up by Benedict, and just as she was about to say no, Benedict said, "You live in the neighbourhood ahead, don't you? I saw you coming out from there. Let's go, I'll walk you." She didn't know what to say.

After that, Benedict took the lead, and his tall and slender shadow was lengthened by the street lamp. Minerva thought for a moment, then increased her pace to follow him.

When they arrived at the community gate, Benedict finally stopped and said, "I'll stop here. Go in and stay safe." Minerva took over her bag. Without even thinking, she turned around and entered the district.

After a few steps, she still felt that Benedict's eyes were focused on the back of her head. She stopped and turned around to have a look.

Benedict's face was still smiling like a spring breeze, just like in the past...

Should she make up with him? Minerva felt conflicted and bit her lower lip.

Benedict was a very understanding person. When he saw the look in Minerva's eyes, he Le a wasa little m surprised. Moments later, he said with a smile, "Don't think too much. I meant no harm. I just wanted to meet an old friend. Just go in." Were his intentions true? Minerva, on the other hand, felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.

His appearance caused fate to move on. Many things... were no longer as simple as they had been.

In the end, Minerva did not say a word. She turned around and disappeared from Benedict's sight.

Only when her figure had completely disappeared did Benedict retract her gaze. At the stime, the smile on his face faded away bit by bit. He took out his mobile phone and tapped on the photo of the child sent to him by his assistant.

Her facial features were almost exactly the sas Maddox's. However, the coldness in his eyes! and brows were reminiscent of Minerva. Thus, this child's appearance was exceptionally exquisite. With just a glance, he would be able to remember it. The assistant searched through for a long tto find a perfect yet a little blurry photo.

It seemed that in the past few years, Minerva had protected this child especially well.

As for why she had protected him so well, Benedict put away his phone and a hint of maliciousness flashed in his gentle eyes.

He thought that he would soon know the answer.

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