Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly) novel Chapter 1033

After that, Sam tried to read Maddox's expressions.

Maddox still looked indifferent when he accepted the stack of documents from Sam. Then, he turned to read the first page. Cold sweat started to trickle down Sam's back. He then said, "Young Master Yardley, how about you take your time to read and I'll head out first?"

Although he had asked Olivia to remove all those irrelevant sections, he still felt a little uneasy. After all, it was really embarrassing to put these things into words.

Especially the part where Minerva was drugged.

At that time, Olivia had asked him to pretend that he was an outsider and told him not to be nervous. After that, he felt he was only retelling what he had seen.

It was not until he had handed Maddox the information that he realized how dangerous it was.

Maddox suddenly looked up and fixed his eyes on Sam's face.

"Are you nervous?"

When Sam heard his question, he subconsciously licked his lips and shook his head. "No."

Why would he be nervous? Hehe.

"Oh." Maddox looked away and said coldly, "Then wait here while I finish reading."

Sam didn't know how to react.

What else could Sam say? He was extremely nervous, and he was sure that Young Master Yardley could read his emotions, yet he still had to ask whether he was nervous.

However, Sam could not admit to Young Master Yardley that he was indeed nervous.

In fact, he did not have much confidence in the information.

Therefore, just as Maddox was about to start reading the information, Sam decided to give Maddox a head's up.

He coughed lightly and said, "Young Master Yardley... I just want to tell you that I hired a ghostwriter to help me put my words into writing."

"A ghostwriter?" Maddox raised his eyebrows slightly as if he had thought of something. "Did you arrange everything accordingly?"

Sam knew what he was referring to and immediately nodded. "Yes. I've made sure to keep this confidential. It's just that, the writer is a female. So, she might have added a little of her own fantasy into it, and.."

Sam knew better than to continue. He had made it obvious; he was sure that Young Master Yardley would understand what he meant.

"I understand." Maddox ignored him after that. He lowered his head and began reading the information.

He looked very serious and sincere as he read it. He seemed to treat the documents in his hands like some sort of valuable treasure.

In fact, for Maddox, his and Minerva's past was his treasure.

He carefully read every single word. He seemed to not care what style it was written in, nor who wrote them. For him, these were not important at all.

Sam eventually gradually relaxed as he noticed Maddox seemed to be in his own world right now and would occasionally frown. At first, Sam thought that Maddox was dissatisfied with the information. He wanted to explain but realized that Maddox did not say anything. He just continued to read the information with his eyebrows knitted.

Later, Sam saw the frown on Maddox's face became deeper and deeper. He even looked to have murderous intent. Sam felt that he was screwed and that he might not be able to escape this time.

However, Young Master Yardley kept on reading with his eyebrows knitted. He did not stop nor did he scold him.

Sam observed Young Master Yardley and realized that although he looked calm and collected, his eyes were fluctuating a lot.

It was only because he had worked for Young Master Yardley for a long time that he was able to read his expression.

So, had Young Master Yardley started to recall his past?

The murderous intent he was emitting was due to what he was recalling, right? And not because of Sam?

Just like that, Maddox fought with the flashing images. Although he found it hard to win the battle, he was not one to back down.

Gradually, Maddox's head started to ache again.

Cold sweat drenched his back. Although it was winter and he was wearing a coat, there was no way to see that the white shirt beneath was completely soaked.

What was visible was the cold sweat on his forehead that slid along the edges of his handsome face as it dripped onto the documents.

He was in excruciating pain.

However, he continued to read as he flipped to the next page.

When he read the part where Minerva was drugged by those despicable people, his fury sprang to life. He nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, he blamed himself even more for not protecting her in the first place. It was because of him that she was hurt.

And at this very moment, Minerva was also dreaming.

She dreamed about what happened not long after she married Maddox and everything that happened after that. When she woke up, she felt cold sweat run down her back.

Minerva felt that her heart was pounding in her chest. Even her lower abdomen felt uneasy. Since she was pregnant and her heart was beating so fast, she knew that the baby was probably feeling the same.

As a result, Minerva could only suppress her feelings of unease and fear. She urged herself to think about the wonderful things that she had right now.

Gradually, Minerva's breathing became steady. However, her shirt was soaked and she needed to change out of it. Hence, she could only get up and retrieve a fresh shirt from the closet.

The room was deadly silent.

Minerva remembered that she fell asleep in the living room. She initially did not want to sleep right away since she had a heavy lunch, so she decided to watch some TV in the living room with a remote control in her arms.