Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly) novel Chapter 579

Minerva was stunned for a second. Her eyes widened and she stopped breathing for a while.

She could feel the heat emanating from his palm, but for some reason, she felt a chill in her body.

The cold crept up from the soles of her feet, making her feel as if she was standing in a blizzard.

Maddox's voice was cold as it rang in her ears.

"He was wearing a mask. He looked to be four or five years old."

Minerva bit down hard on her lower lip. All of a sudden, the sharp pain woke her up.

Wait a minute, why was she in such a panic?

Beanie had told her last time that he was wearing a mask when he greeted that man. They didn't know each other.

That's right. Under that situation, both of them were wearing masks. How could they recognize each other?

Then, what was she worried about?

"Calm down, Minerva. Don't freak out. Don't let him know that you're panicking."

As she thought of this, Minerva took a deep breath and calmed herself down. Then, she said slowly.

"Really? You were also wearing a mask that day. What a coincidence."

Maddox frowned at her reply.

"You didn't know?"

"Huh?" Minerva smiled at him. "How would I know? What's wrong? Do you think that I've seen that child before?"

Maddox stared at her in silence.

"Now, I am interested in meeting that child. Who would go to a banquet wearing a mask?"

Minerva then pretended to smile.

Maddox was confused. He narrowed his eyes and put his hands on her shoulders. Then, he turned her body around to face him.

"You really haven't seen him? Is that child not yours?"

As they faced each other, Maddox's eyes were fixed on hers. She was not good at lying.

If she was telling a lie, he could immediately tell from her eyes and facial expressions.

Maddox raised her chin to make her look into his eyes.

In Maddox's eyes, even though five years had passed, the look in her eyes was still innocent and pure. The only thing that was different now was the coldness that filled them.

"Answer me," Maddox said as he stared into her beautiful eyes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Minerva returned his gaze as she replied calmly, "No, he's not."

Maddox kept quiet.

Minerva was calm. It didn't look like she was lying.

Maddox let go of her chin and began to doubt himself.

Could it be that he was overthinking it? Would there really be such a coincidence?

"Why would you think that a random child was mine? Many people went to the banquet with their children that day. Would you think that every child there was mine?"

After saying that, Minerva took a few steps back and rubbed her chin. "Are you done questioning me? If you are, I'll order the food."

"Wait a minute," Maddox interrupted her.

Minerva's fingertips, which were holding her phone, tensed up. She lowered her gaze and

Minerva opened her mouth to say something, but not a single word came out.

Initially, she had thought that he was going to ask about the child. Unexpectedly...

After ordering two portions of soup, Maddox was about to pay. Minerva's breathing became a little rapid.

In the next second, she pushed Maddox away forcefully and said, "I don't like eating this." Then, she escaped from his embrace.

Upon hearing this, Maddox frowned unhappily. "You don't get to choose today. Do you want to have another fever? Or do you miss the feeling of me taking care of you when you're sick?"

Minerva didn't expect him to say this. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Then it's decided." Maddox stepped forward and held her slender wrist. He then said in a serious tone, "Be obedient."

Minerva pursed her lips as he held her wrist tightly. She thought that perhaps it was a good idea to have some soup for dinner.

In fact, she did want to eat that herself. However, she had thought that he wouldn't eat such a thing with her.

After all, he was the president of the Yardley Corporation. Usually, he had a chef to cook for him and she wasn't able to cook for him that day. She had thought that he would dislike eating something as simple as soup.

"Are you okay eating the same thing?" Minerva couldn't help but ask.

Maddox paused, before coming to his senses. The corners of his lips lifted and he tightened his grip on Minerva's wrist. "Are you concerned about my feelings?"

His burning hot gaze caused Minerva's face to heat up. She withdrew her hand and replied coldly, "I said that I'd treat you to a meal. I'd like to express my gratitude. Naturally, I have to take into consideration your thoughts and opinions. Furthermore, since it's my treat, I shouldn't be too shabby, right?"

"Minerva, I'm not just anyone else."

Maddox looked at her and stated firmly, "I am your husband."

Minerva glanced at him and returned, "No. You have never been my husband, and never will be."

This time, Maddox did not refute. Instead, he said, "I will be in the future."