Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly) novel Chapter 435

Did he want to make up for it?

Vera glanced at him. When she saw Sam's apologetic stare, she could tell that he was sincerely apologizing to her.

What he said made sense to her. The two opposed each other on this matter, so naturally, it would be difficult for one to listen to the other.

However, Vera still felt that he had crossed the line.

So, she did not respond.

Sam was afraid that she would actually leave in a bout of anger, so he humbled himself and gently pleaded.

"I've apologized, so can you please get in the car now?"

Vera was at a loss for what to say.

If she continued to be mad at him, wouldn't it seem that she was being unreasonable?

Forget it, they were not on the same side anyway. As she thought of this, Vera walked towards his car again. Sam heaved a sigh of relief and a smile unconsciously made it to his face.

In the hospital.

It was so quiet that only the sound of medical equipment could be heard. Maddox sat motionlessly at the edge of the bed. His gaze was fixed on Minerva.

All of a sudden, Minerva's eyelashes fluttered as if she was about to wake from her slumber.

Maddox seemed slightly agitated when he noticed her fluttering eyelashes. He sat up straight at once.

Minerva had been unconscious for a long time. As she was opening her eyes, the glaring light made it difficult for her to keep them open. Just as she was about to acclimatize to the comforting darkness, she heard a loud click. Then, the room lights were switched off, replaced by a distant, dim lamp.

It was only then that she finally felt at ease to open her eyes.

A thin, slender finger came into view.

"You're awake?"

The icy voice of a man sounded from above her head. Minerva could now clearly see Maddox's attractive face, and his cold, thin lips as he spoke impassively.

She moved her lips, in an attempt to say something but found that her body was devoid of strength.

In an instant, a pair hands firmly held her up to a sitting position. Two pillows were then placed behind her to support her back.

"Here, have some water," Maddox held a glass of water to the edge of her lips and gestured for her to drink.

Minerva looked at his hand. She shook her head in resistance, refusing to drink.

"Ha." Maddox let out a chuckle. "What's wrong? Do you think you can help yourself to the water in such a state?"

Minerva remained silent. Her lips were pale but she stayed stubbornly resistant.

Seeing her like this, Maddox could feel himself lose his temper.

After a while, he whispered to her, "I thought your temper would have changed after five years. I didn't expect you to be just as stubborn as before. What good comes from being stubborn?"

Minerva raised her head and glared viciously at him.

He mischievously held the glass close to her lips.

"Are you going to drink it?"

After pondering for a bit, Minerva decided to take a sip. She had no strength now anyway. If he wanted to take care of her, then she might as well let him.

Maddox was finally at ease after she was willing to drink. She was such a strong-willed woman. Even though she was extremely ill, she still went against him. However, she gave in to him after a short while.