Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Minerva had no objection.

She also felt that she couldn't go to work in this state. After all, the doctor had prescribed bed rest. If it was just ordinary tiredness, she naturally wouldn't take it to heart.

However, since she had shown signs of miscarriage, she had to be extra careful.

Thinking of that, Minerva decided to take advantage and said, "Well... I want to rest for a few more days. Is that okay?" Upon hearing this, Maddox could not help but raise his eyebrows, "Are you really that tired?" Minerva was very embarrassed. Before she could even open her mouth, he said, "Looks like we really have to take it slow next time." Minerva was so angry by his words that she wanted to cried out. But, the noodles in the pot almost overflowed and it frightened her. She quickly turned off the gas and said to Maddox, "Get out of here. I'll clear up this place." After they ate the noodles, Maddox put down the fork and said, "I will invite Auntie over in the afternoon." "There's no need," Minerva wanted to reject.

"I'm going to deal with last night's matters. You are going stay halone, huh?" Minerva said, "Okay, then be careful. If possible, bring Geoffrey with you." Although Geoffrey may have looked like a good-for- nothing, he was very reliable in critical moments.

Maddox couldn't help but glance at Minerva when she mentioned Geoffrey.

"Did you ask him to clast night?" "Mm..." Minerva answered slightly guiltily and avoided his gaze. She continued to explain in a low voice, "You didn't return last night. I was worried about you, but I can't go out. I could only ask Geoffrey to check on you." "Alright," Maddox replied.

After getting into the car, Maddox called Geoffrey.

Geoffrey had been waiting for his call. Although he left last night, he stayed up the whole night. He was the typical onlooker who was more worried than the player.

It wasn't until it was nearly dawn that he finally fell asleep groggily.

When he woke up, he found that the sun was already high in the sky, but his phone laid quietly beside his pillow without any missed calls.

Geoffrey's heart instantly felt hurt! He had been worried for such a long tlast night. Did these two people give him a call? Did they tell him the situation? Did they not know that he would be worried? However, he remembered Maddox had been drugged with philter last night and the two of them stayed in the sspace.

The more he thought about it, the more jealous he felt.

Just when he was lost in deep thought, his phone rang.

Geoffrey picked it up immediately.

"Sebastian, you finally called!!!" Maddox's car had reached the highway when he heard Geoffrey's howls coming from the other end of the line. He frowned and said coldly, "Shut up." Geoffrey stopped howling and said, "Sebastian, do you know how long I've been waiting for you? You enjoyed a good tlast night, but I..." When Maddox heard the words 'enjoyed a good time', he frowned even more and interrupted him unpleasantly, "Don't bring this up ever again." "Why..." "Minerva is shy." "F*ck!" As expected, he shouldn't have answered the call. This b*stard showed off his relationship with Minerva and rubbed it in his face. Geoffrey was furious and he wanted to hit Maddox hard. Maddox was approaching traffic and he slowed down the car. "I'm going back now," he said.

"Hmm? Go back to the Collins family's house? Then I'll go with you!" Geoffrey immediately volunteered. After all, he was a witness of last night's event. He figured the reason Maddox wanted to go back must be because of the incident from the night before.

Otherwise, he would have been on his way to the company.

This answer was exactly what Maddox wanted. He nodded and agreed.

Geoffrey immediately got out of bed. While putting on his clothes, he said, "Monica was the one who drugged you last night, wasn't it?" Maddox did not reply. His eyes darkened.

"She must be really out of her mind to do such a thing," Geoffrey continued.

Fearing Geoffrey would continue his speech, Maddox interrupted him and said, "I'll see you at the Collins family's house." Then hung up the phone.

Geoffrey sat where he was in a daze, listening to the beeping phone, but his eyes were full of unconcealable bitterness. Monica...

In the past, he adored her when he didn't know her true personality.

At that time, he felt she was as pure as a flower and as beautiful as the falling snow.

However, she soon proved him wrong, and the past was unbearable to recall.

Geoffrey let out a bitter laugh and told himself not to think about this matter anymore. Who hadn't loved the wrong person when they were young? In the past, he had liked Monica for a very long time, but in the later years, he had also seen her clearly, hadn't he? He was fortunate to have gone to look for Monica that day. Otherwise, he would never know how little he had meant in her heart.

Thinking of this, he continued to pack up and went out.

Collins family's house "Monica, it's okay. Don't cry." Jarold stayed by Monica's bed, coaxing her.

At this time, Monica was already in tears. Her forehead was wrapped with a thick layer of bandage. Her eyes were swollen from crying, but she still didn't stop.

"What have you done?" Master Collins was distraught by her crying.

He turned his head around and scolded the family doctor beside him, "Are you treating Monica's wounds correctly? Why is she still crying?" The Collins family doctor watched this scene helplessly. He sighed and said, "Master Collins, I've already dealt with Miss Dormer's wounds. The reason she is crying like this is probably because..." "Because of what?" Jarold asked.

The family doctor took another look at Monica; he was afraid of what he said would irritate her again. A few moments ago, he had told her that the wound would leave a scar on her head, and the pretty girl started crying uncontrollably.

Thus, under Jarold's cold glare, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "The wound on Miss Dormer's forehead... will probably leave a scar after it has healed." "What?" Jarold narrowed his eyes, "Scar?" When Monica heard this, she cried harder.

Her sobs echoed through the room. The doctor could only comfort her softly, "Miss Dormer, don't be sad. I understand girls want to look beautiful, so even if there is a scar on the forehead, we can do surgery to remove it."

When Jarold heard this, he quickly agreed, "That's right, Monica.

Technology is so advanced om nowadays unlike in the past... It's going to be fine. Even if there's a scar in the future, I will find you the best hospital to perform surgery, as if the scar was never there." Monica continued to cry. She tugged at Jarold's sleeve with tears in her eyes. "Grandpa, Sebastian did not likewhen I looked good. Now that I look like this, he would hatefor sure." X