Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

As for Maddox, it was hard enough for him to endure the pain in his head while maintaining an unchanged expression. Minerva seemed to have noticed something when he agreed to head over to the back garden with her. She hurriedly walked over to him and wrapping her arms around his.

It seemed like she was offering him support rather than urging him to go to the backyard. As if she was afraid that he would fall over.

Maddox's brows furrowed further when he noticed that she was offering him support.

It turned out that she knew all along.

She just did not expose him.

He did not want her to see him in pain, only because he did not want her to worry. It was obvious that she knew what he was thinking. She accepted his way of doing things but discreetly turned things around by doing it her way.

How well-intentioned.

His woman.

Maddox suddenly stopped in his tracks at the thought of this.

Minerva was stunned a second before she said, "Why don't you wait for me here? I'll check out the garden by myself. Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Although she deliberately changed the topic, she knew that he was trying hard to suppress the pain. If she remained by his side, he would keep pretending that everything was fine.

At this moment, Maddox's pale lips twitched as he lowered his head to look at her.

"I am somewhat in pain."

Minerva's smile froze for a moment as she looked at Maddox dumbfoundedly. She had not expected him to suddenly confess to her. She did not know how to react and merely stared at him blankly. "Don't go? Please?"

He lowered his body and buried his face in her neck. When he smelled the fragrance on her body, he felt as if his headache subsided a little. Minerva did not expect him to suddenly confess and tell her not to leave him. When she finally came back to her senses, she could only reach out and hug him.

then, I won't go. Then I... Why don't we go into the room and sit

"Okay."

noticed his complexion still

hurry, he could not help but frown and wanted to say something to her, then the scene in

quickly made her way to the kitchen downstairs. Just as she was about to pour a glass of water, she realized there was no boiled water because no one had

had been kept away. Minerva searched through the cabinets for a long time before finally finding the kettle. She then washed it and boiled one round of water before boiling another round. She was worried that something might

while waiting

the kitchen door, she turned around, picked up the kettle as well

sofa with his eyes closed. His eyelashes fluttered gently in

memory, his mental state seemed to have gotten worse with each passing day. He could still carry out his daily life properly. However, as long as his memory

his past, but not being able to do so almost

Minerva...

looked up at the white ceiling

his spirit to do this, he was indeed slowly recalling

The last time he remembered something was when he met Sylvia, and this time, back at

he remembered a lot, they

he be able to recall

already sat up. He was sitting upright on the sofa. Apart from his pale face, he looked no different from a

kettle on the table and plugged it into the switch before walking

there wasn't any hot water. Well have to boil some. Just give

the cold sweat off his forehead while explaining to him. She had only gone to the kitchen for a while but he had sweated profusely. He really wasn't feeling well. Minerva was a little worried. She could not help but bite her lip and ask, "Why don't we... head over to the

hand that was wiping the sweat off his forehead and put it in front of him. Then, he took out a

his pocket

erva's

she did not understand what he was trying

as