Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 433

Minerva felt dizzy. She hung on tightly, her arms around his neck. Her face paled due to the gastric pain. She bit her lower lip and looked at Maddox. "What are you doing?"

Maddox looked at her coldly and turned around with her in his arms.

His chest heaved as he walked. Minerva tried to push him away, but to no avail. The pain in her stomach came in waves, making her feel as if she was on the edge of completely passing out.

"Why are you still acting tough when you're in so much pain?" Maddox spoke solemnly. His face contorted with rage as he glared at Minerva.

Minerva was taken aback by this.

Why was he mad at her?

Did she offend him again?

After thinking about it, Minerva closed her eyes and weakly said, "It has nothing to do with you, Mr. Yardley. Please put me down."

Maddox sneered, "It has nothing to do with me? What should I do then, to make this something to do with me?"

Minerva was dumbstruck with terror.

What was he trying to do?

Why did he have to meddle in her business?

She tried to take a couple of deep breaths to relieve the gastric pain but her condition took a turn for the worse. Minerva refused to speak to him any longer. She retracted her arms and quietly pushed his chest away, breaking free from him without a word.

Maddox looked at her and said angrily, "Why do you still want to struggle in such a state?"

Minerva answered, "Let me go."

Even though her voice was soft and faint, her voice carried with it a sense of calmness and she was resolute.

"Ha." Maddox sneered coldly, and brought her to his car instead. He sat her down on the passenger seat, then bent over to buckle her seatbelt.

While he was walking to the driver's seat, Minerva raised her hand in an attempt to unfasten the seatbelt to leave the car, only to find that the pain was so excruciating that she could not even bear to lift her hand.

She had had stomach aches before, and used to suffer from gastritis.

However, she did recuperate for a period of time and had recovered from it.

Who would have known that it would get triggered again, and the recurrence would be so much more severe than ever before.

She felt her consciousness start to fade.

Maddox turned his head to the side and glanced at her. Her pale face and the worrying amount of cold sweat on her forehead made him step quickly on the gas.

When they arrived at the hospital, Maddox reached out to unbuckle her seatbelt. He said coldly to her, "Go see a doctor and get his consultation. Stop being stubborn, or I'll..."

He stopped when he saw Minerva lying unconscious in the car; having probably fainted a while back. His expression suddenly changed. He cared about nothing else as he speedily got out of the car, carried her out and rushed her into the hospital.

Fifteen minutes later, Maddox had finally gotten Minerva admitted to the hospital. A doctor raised his head and took a look at Maddox.

"Are you her boyfriend?"

Maddox was taken aback when he heard that. He shook his head and replied, "No."

He then quickly added, "I'm her husband."

As he let the words roll off his tongue, Maddox kept his gaze steadily on Minerva's unconscious face.

He watched her lay motionless on the hospital bed, her face a ghostly, bloodless white. His heart felt like a panicked mess as he battled through the paralyzing feeling of anxiety.

"Since you're her husband, you should take good care of your wife. Don't you know that she has severe gastritis?"

Maddox was jarred, "Gastritis?"

"What kind of husband are you? Your wife suffered from severe gastritis, but you only brought her to the hospital now? Does she have an irregular diet?"

It was only then that Maddox realized he knew nothing about Minerva's life now.

He had no idea what she normally ate these days.

He could only recall that she only ordered iced beverages during the times she went to the restaurant with Janice, and that she would leave as soon as she finished.

He furrowed his brows at the thought.

She must have had this problem for a long while. If she was aware of her gastritis, why did she still take iced beverages?

"Forget it, it doesn't seem like you know much. I've put her on a drip. So, just get some soup ready for her when she wakes up. Well need to keep her under observation for a few days." "Thank you." Maddox thanked the doctor before he left.

He approached the side of the bed and gazed down at the unconscious figure below. His dark eyes glistened with sadness and heartache.

How had she been living these past five years?

How did she end up like this? She had changed so much that Maddox initially thought that she had been taking good care of herself. He did not expect that she would suffer from gastritis. "Shouldn't gastric only happen to those who do not take care of themselves well and have irregular dietary habits?"

All of a sudden, Maddox felt a vibration across the room.

Maddox quietly traced the source of vibration to Minerva's bag in which he found her phone vibrating. He then unhesitatingly pulled the phone out of her bag.

He had handled this phone before, but after Sam completed his repairs, he had returned it back to Minerva without seeking Maddox's opinion.

He missed a chance to get along with her.

"Hello?"

When a deep, hoarse voice sounded from the other side of the phone, Vera thought she had misdialed. She quickly glanced at the mobile screen to check if she had gotten the numbers right. Once she verified that she had indeed dialed for Minerva, she placed the phone back against her ear.

"You, you are?"

"Maddox."

She knew about Maddox from the previous times Minerva mentioned him to her.

Moreover, Maddox remembered Vera, so he naturally had no problem revealing his name.

Suddenly, Vera felt shudders all over, as if an electric current had just coursed through her veins. She took a glimpse at Beanie who sat beside her, then quickly rose from her seat to leave the room for the phone call.

"Mr. Yardley? Why is Minerva's phone with you?"

Maddox glanced at Minerva who laid unconsciously on the bed and asked hoarsely, "Is anything the matter?"

Vera swallowed hard and replied, "I'm looking for Minera. Please get her to answer the phone."

"Now's not a good time," Maddox rejected her right away.

Vera's eyes instantly widened in disbelief.

"Not, not a good time for her?"

What did he mean by this? Vera tensed up at once. Could it be that Maddox had somehow taken advantage of Minerva? She thought about the incident at the restaurant and quickly deduced that Maddox was the 'big shot' the few men had referred to earlier.

"Yes, if there's a message you'd like me to pass on, please go ahead."

"Actually, I..." Vera pondered for a moment, then decided to ask, "I just wanted to know how she is right now? You didn't... did you..."

Upon hearing this, Maddox burst into a laughing fit.

"She fainted. What do you think I would do to her?"

"Fainted?"

"Yes, gastritis."

Vera exclaimed, "Gosh, she hasn't had anything to eat all day. I even worried about her gastritis. I'm such a...."