Good heavens!

It really was him!

This thought was the only thing going through Minerva's mind. Suddenly, she felt her eyes heating up and tears started streaming down her cheeks.

She always thought that... she had been pregnant with a stranger's child. In the beginning she even almost got rid of her baby.

In the end she kept her baby, and she slowly began to love the tiny life growing in her.

Later on, when Sylvia helped her investigate, she told her that Benedict was the father.

When she heard that, Minerva almost broke down. She felt like she could no longer face Maddox again after having given birth to the child. After that...

She did not want to recall the past.

Minerva closed her eyes. Tears silently flowed down the corners of her eyes and soaked her pillow.

"What's wrong?"

Maddox, who was behind her, had probably sensed that something was amiss, so he asked anxiously.

She came to her senses and shook her head.

"Nothing. It's getting late. I've asked all that I want to ask. Get some rest."

After a moment of silence, he still couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure you're fine?"

Minerva chuckled as tears rolled down her face, "Why wouldn't I be? Hurry up and go to sleep."

After that, she closed her eyes.

Beanie...

he be happy if he

his biological father after

had happened in the past, Minerva

the woman he had before and

mind, Minerva slowly fell

had been answered, she felt satisfied and she fell asleep easily. However Maddox was the complete opposite. After talking to her about the date,

softly and he could not

He looked at her face under the moonlight and noticed that the corner of her eyes were stained with tears. Although

"Was she crying?"

his thin lips and

he remembered the date too well? So she was jealous and upset? Was

It

to remember that day well. From then on, he would

the faint tear stains, Maddox bent over and kissed her lightly like a feather. After a while, he laid beside her. His heart felt like it was being clenched tightly.

After a while, she felt like something wasn't right, so she tore the paper off and threw it away She tried again on a new page, but it still felt wrong, so

and pages of paper. Beanie, who was sitting on the sofa and holding a basket of

you've already wasted a lot

angrily, "It's not like I'm wasting your paper. I

can type it on a computer. It'll be easier to edit and delete it. Why are you wasting paper like this... My

at her long hair crazily and

to write anything. No matter what you write, Uncle Quill won't hire

the beginning. If he refuses me, I'll just

Quill is a cold man.

you ask me to go

paused from eating and

"Why is it dangerous?"

walked to him,

you know anything else? If a beautiful young girl goes to work as a

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