Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Maddox lifted his eyes as his gaze swept across Geoffrey's face. Then, he asked composedly, "Does this have anything to do with me?" His disdainful and indifferent tone as well as the extremely cold look in his eyes made Geoffrey confused. He was almost convinced that the man in front of him was not the one who rushed to the bar and rescued Minerva that night.

Was he the sperson? Why was there such a big difference? Geoffrey narrowed his eyes as he walked closer to him. He glanced at him and asked, "Are you really the Sebastian I know of? Did someone switch bodies with you overnight?" A dangerous look appeared in Maddox's narrowed eyes.

Geoffrey added, as though he did not notice the look in Maddox's gaze, "If you really are the Sebastian I know, why is there such a big difference in attitude" "You can leave now if there's nothing else you have to say," Maddox ordered him to leave. Then, he turned around and went downstairs.

Geoffrey caught up with him quickly and babbled, "Tell me, Sebastian, just givea definite answer. What exactly do you think about that woman? Didn't you go to the bar to save her? Why didn't you respond when I sent you a picture of her today?" Maddox suddenly stopped and so did Geoffrey. He continued to pester Maddox, "Just tell me." Maddox looked at him coldly and said, "You really are nosy as hell." "Why can't I be curious at what makes my good friend act so abnormally? Don't you know that she is not feeling well today? Her face was as pale as a ghost... I was worried just looking at her." Geoffrey recalled the way Minerva had returned from the washroom. Her face was so pale that it was almost translucent, and there was not a trace of color on her lips. However, she managed to look better after eating lunch. Nevertheless, Geoffrey did not dare to have her stay any longer. He quickly sent Minerva back, then rushed to find Maddox.

When he heard that she was unwell, something flashed through Maddox's dark eyes. However, before he could say anything, a soft woman's voice cfrom downstairs.

"Sebastian, I've cut sfruits. Oh, Geoffrey...

you're here?" Hearing this familiar voice, Geoffrey could not help but look downstairs.

At that moment, the two of them were standing on the stairs. When Geoffrey saw Monica standing downstairs with a plate of fruit in her hands, his expression immediately turned ugly. Monica was wearing a seductive dress today. Her long and curly hair draped over her shoulders flirtatiously. Her makeup was thick, and she was looking at them with a charming smile. "So you are here as well." Upon saying this, Geoffrey felt as though there was a weight on his chest, making it difficult for her to breathe. Meanwhile, Monica's smile was sweet as she nodded her head gently.

"Well, since you're here, cdown and have sfruits withand Sebastian." After she finished saying those words, Monica turned around walked into the living room with the fruits.

Geoffrey felt that his throat was dry. He stared at Maddox's handsside profile. Maddox's gaze was distant and he looked enigmatic.

"You... didn't show up because of her?" Geoffrey couldn't help but frown.

Maddox's brows furrowed as his thoughts drifted back to before.

When Geoffrey sent him the photo, he had looked at it for a while. Although he felt that something was wrong, his body and brain subconsciously wanted to leave. That was when he met Monica downstairs. Moreover, Monica's grandfather, Titan Dormer, was with her.

After they exchanged greetings, Titan and Jarold went off to discuss their business. Before entering the meeting room, Jarold asked Maddox to take good care of Monica for him. All the while, Titan was smiling slyly at him, as though hinting Maddox to make his move.

Thus, Maddox had no choice but to stay here.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Geoffrey looked extremely upset.

"Sebastian, I'm very disappointed in you. Truly," Maddox ignored him and started walking downstairs.

"F*ck, please don't tellyou stayed because of her. Sebastian Collins, you should know that Monica could very well be your wife in the future, right? I can already guess the relationship between the two of your families. Regardless of whether you want to or not, Master Collins will definitely force her to be your fiancee. Just like what my father did to me. However, if you're not resisting, do you really want to be with her? If you want to be with her, then why did you save your assistant that day?" Maddox stopped in his tracks. He turned around to look at him sinisterly and said, "Who said I wanted to be with her?" "If you don't want to be with her, then why did you..." Geoffrey said.

"What are you guys talking about? Con." Monica urged them to go downstairs.

There was no other way, and Geoffrey did not dare to say anything else in front of Monica. Thus, he could only shut up and walked downstairs with Maddox.

After they reached the first floor, Monica looked at him curiously.

"Geoffrey, what were you guys talking about just now? I noticed that you looked slightly anxious. Did something go wrong with your m work?" Monica asked him with a particularly concerned look. George pursed his lips. Of course, he would not tell her what he had talked about with Maddox. He could only cup with an excuse, "Of course not. Do you think I am the kind of person who will be anxious about work?"

As everyone knew, Geoffrey was not much of a workaholic and he seldom helped the Jules family with theim business; instead, he normally spent most of his toutside fooling around, mostly fooling around and sleeping with beauties all night long.

Therefore, in everyone's eyes, Geoffrey was particularly useless.

Of course, Geoffrey knew that Monica also looked at him this way. She even looked down on him and said that he was trash behind his back.

And here, she still had the gall to act concerned about him in front of Sebastian.

What a hypocritical woman.

In contrast, he liked Minerva more as she was a genuine person. She didn't mind losing her temper at him although she was just a regular employee, and she didn't aim to please him just because he was Sebastian's friend.

"That's true," Monica pursed her lips and smiled. A look of disdain and disgust flashed through her eyes as she looked at Geoffrey. Then, she turned to look at Sebastian. Her eyes shifted quickly, and she looked at him.

with a gaze full of longing. "Sebastian, I've cut a plate of fruits for you. It's nutritious. You should eat more." She placed the plate of fruit in front of him.

After Geoffrey sat down next to him, there was a bitter tone in his voice.

"Miss Dormer, you are much too biased, aren't you? Why don't I get a plate of fruit?" Hearing this, Monica looked at him with a smile and explained softly, "Geoffrey, you're different. Sebastian has just recovered from a serious illness and his body needs the nourishment." "Tsk," Geoffrey shook his head and rolled his eyes, "He's recovered for a long time, and nothing is wrong with him. You're being way too concerned about him, aren't you?"