Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 715

Juliette said, "That's right. Mr. Yardley is smart. He'll definitely be able to survive this."

However, these words didn't seem to have much effect on Minerva.

"Miss Minerva, have you eaten? You don't look good. Have a cup of warm water, and we will bring over some food for you."

She didn't have any appetite. Drinking water left her chest feeling uneasy.

Now, Minerva felt something stuck in her throat, and she couldn't spit it out nor swallow it down.

It was just stuck.

It was agonizing.

She pressed her pale lips together and kept silent.

Juliette looked at Quill and thought for a moment. Then she said, "Miss Minerva, even if you don't have the appetite, you should take care of yourself. Think about it. If you fall ill with no food or drink, where are you going to replace the strength to replace Mr. Yardley?"

What Juliette said piqued Minerva.

She suddenly raised her head and stared at her.

Juliette was right. If she fell sick, how was she going to look for Maddox?

No, she could not go on like this. She had to eat something to replenish her strength to look for him.

Thinking of this, Minerva lowered her head and quietly drank her water.

Quill had finally felt a little more relieved at the sight of her.

It was better this way...

They had to lie to Minerva. As long as she was healthy, they could slowly manage.

The place was not far. It took them three hours to get there.

When they got off the plane, Minerva almost lost her strength and fell. Fortunately, Juliette, who was next to her, quickly helped her up. Quill immediately went forward and said, "You're not feeling well. I'll carry you."

She was still in her wedding dress, and it attracted many people's attention along the way. Minerva tightened her dress and shook her head after taking a few deep breaths.

"There's no need for that. I'm just feeling a little light-headed from the flight. You don't have to worry about me."

She had to look for Maddox. She must not faint before replaceing HIM.

"Are you sure?" Quill looked at her and asked.

Minerva shook her head. "I'm fine."

Then, she carried the hem of her dress and walked forward. It was inconvenient for her to walk around as the wedding dress was custom-made, and the hem of the skirt was particularly long. When she found a less-crowded place, Minerva squatted down, pulled up the hem of her skirt, made a knot at her calf, and then carried it on.

This was much more convenient for her.

It was still a distance from the airport to where the accident occurred. Hence, they had to take a ride there and could only reach there in a little over an hour.

By the time Minerva and the others arrived, it was already evening.

Since this was the crash site, it was supposed to be blocked off. However, because this place was relatively remote, the official personnel did not seal it off.

When Quill arrived with Minerva and the others, they saw many official staff who were still running their search and rescue. After acknowledging Quill and the others arriving, one of the staff said, "These currents here are rapid. You'd better not get too close."

When he saw Minerva in a wedding dress, the staff member thought that she was there to take her wedding photos.

After all, young people nowadays liked going to the beach or reefs to take their wedding photos. But in fact, this was something perilous...

Thus, the staff said, "Even if you want to take photos, you should take them during the daytime. We are operating a search and rescue here. You'd better not take photos so dangerously. It is not worth the risk.' He kindly reminded her, but when Minerva heard his words, her eyes started tearing up.

She was so affected by the matter that her face turned extremely pale. Meanwhile, the rims of her eyes turned obviously red.

The surrounding lights lit up, and one of the beams reflected off her face.

That was when the staff saw how haggard she looked in her wedding dress with her hair and makeup in a mess. She didn't seem like someone taking her wedding photo.

Realizing this, the staff looked at the people around her and couldn't replace any of them carrying a camera.

Could he have misread the situation? Seeing that Minerva's eyes were watery, Juliette, who was next to her, showed her ID card and explained, "Hi, we are not here to take wedding photos. Our friend was in the plane crash, so..."

She didn't finish her sentence. The man had understood what she meant.

Sure enough, the other party was taken aback for a moment. Then, his gaze fell on Minerva again.

No wonder... she looked so haggard.

It must have happened on her wedding day? Thus, she came over without even changing her dress.

"Don't worry," Quill held her hand and said softly, "He may not be here."

Minerva bit her lower lip, and the rims of her eyes were scarlet red. Tears kept welling up in her eyes. "Can I... take a look?"

Seeing her in this state, the staff member also couldn't help but tear up. She asked the question with such grievance, and her heart was filled with bitterness and sadness. For a moment, he could not refuse her. All he could do was only nod.

"Okay, I'll take you there to have a look. Come with me, but don't bring too many people with you."

Quill turned around and instructed Juliette, "All of you stay here and wait."

She immediately agreed and answered, "Okay, Mr. Hanover."

He accompanied Minerva as they followed the staff member. A lot of police officers, search team personnel, and even experts arrived at the scene. They were not pleased when they saw one of the staff members bringing along a girl in a wedding dress and a guy in a suit.

"What's going on? Although the place is not blocked, people like you can't trespass here."

The person stepped forward and whispered a few words into his ear. The one who spoke frowned. Then, his gaze fell on Minerva and Quill. Finally, he said, "Even if your loved ones might be in this crash, you can't come here. It's not safe here. Even the search-and-rescue team has to be extremely careful, let alone you."

His words were like needles piercing into Minerva's heart.

Her face became paler, and her slender body seemed to be crumbling under the beam of light.

"We have successfully found a few survivors and have sent them to the nearest hospital. Perhaps... you can go and have a look."

The man probably couldn't bear to see Minerva like this; hence he advised her.

The nearby hospital?

Minerva stared at the man, pleading.

"Have you seen my husband? He is around 1.8 meters, and he was supposed to attend a wedding. He should be wearing a wedding suit."

After saying that, Minerva thought of something. She quickly took her phone and showed a photo to the staff member.