Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly) novel Chapter 634

When she got off work, Minerva went downstairs and saw Benedict waiting for her. Thinking of what he said earlier that afternoon when he sent her back, she sighed heavily in her heart.

He seemed to really be pursuing her.

What could she say in order to make him give up?

After thinking for a while, Minerva acted like she didn't see him. She held her car keys and headed directly towards the parking lot.

After turning around and taking a few steps, someone caught up with her. Benedict blocked her way.

"Didn't we agree to let me take you home? I'll pick Beanie up on the way."

"I think you're mistaken. We never agreed to that," Minerva pursed her red lips and rejected him.

Benedict was stunned for a moment. However, he quickly recovered with a smile. "Minerva, don't feel pressured. I merely wanted to put in a little effort."

"I'm not pressured, but I have my own car," she waved the keys in her hand at him, "I have to drive home."

His eyes shifted.

"Then, may I have the honour of catching a ride with you while you go and pick Beanie up?"

Minerva was speechless.

Why did she feel so tired?

"If I'm not mistaken, you drove here, right? What are you going to do with your car if you follow me? You'd better drive your own car back today, Mr. Benedict."

As she walked, she suddenly stopped in her tracks. She stood at her spot and stared blankly ahead.

Benedict noticed her behavior and looked at where she was looking.

The underground parking lot was dim. A tall and slender figure leaned against a car, half of his alluring face hidden in the shadow, and his deep eyes looked inexplicable.

Who could it be other than Maddox, whom she chased away?

Minerva's lips moved but no words came out of her mouth. She subconsciously looked at Benedict, who walked over to stand beside her.

The last time they met in the supermarket, the atmosphere was tense enough. That day, they met again in the parking lot.

She felt even more drained.

Minerva closed her eyes as her head started to throb.

A soft chuckle sounded from beside her. Benedict's voice was still gentle, "You're not willing to let me follow you. Is it because of Maddox?"

"Of course..."

Not.

She didn't know Maddox would be here. When they met earlier, he had dark circles under his eyes. She was surprised to see him there as she assumed that he would have gone home to rest.

Had this guy... not rested until now?

While Minerva was thinking, the man leaning against her car moved and his eyes seemed to casually glance in her direction. Then, he raised his hand and crooked his finger at her.

"Come here."

Minerva didn't know how to respond.

How did Maddox manage to calm down in such a short time after they had such a heated argument? And he even used such a look and tone to ask her to come over?

As if nothing happened?

Minerva stood where she was and did not move.

Maddox probably lost his patience when he saw that she remained still. He stood straight up and walked towards her.

Minerva didn't know whether her eyes were playing tricks on her, but she felt a murderous aura exuding from him as he walked over.

Soon, she saw a stream of bright red blood flowing from the corner of Benedict's mouth.

Her lips quivered. She wanted to step forward, but Maddox quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind him.

With his tall figure towering before her, Minerva could no longer see Benedict's expression or gaze anymore.

Benedict wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth. As he looked up, his eyes were stained with malice. He stared at Maddox for a while and smiled slightly, "Why are you so impulsive? Maddox, you can't punch me just because I asked Minerva out earlier than you."

Maddox looked at the man with a smile on his lips. He seemed more like a sanctimonious man.

"Did you ask me before asking my woman out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw another punch.

Minerva, who was standing behind Maddox, heard a loud noise. She was so frightened that she poked her head out to take a look. She realized that Benedict had been hit and he staggered a few steps back. There was even more blood spewing out from the corner of his lips, and his chin was completely blue.

However, Benedict acted as if it didn't hurt. When he raised his head, he looked straight into her eyes and gave her a comforting smile.

She suddenly felt her heart tightened. She bit her lower lip and looked at Benedict.

Wasn't Benedict going to fight back?

He just got beaten hard. Was he not going to fight back?

"Do you know what I hate about you the most?" Compared with Benedict, Maddox's expression looked hideous and his eyes were a little red. He went forward to grab Benedict's collar and lowered his voice.

"It's your holier-than-thou, two-faced attitude." Wham!

Benedict took a few steps back and finally fell to the ground.

The color on Minerva's face drained. Before Maddox could throw another punch, she dashed into the fight and stood in front of Benedict, blocking Maddox.

"That's enough!"