Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 52

On the street.

Kimberly Shell dragged her feet aimlessly. She looked confused. Her eyes were red, and her tears seemed to be welling up in her eyes, and none of them fell out.

She had tugged on her bag so hard that it had become out of shape, and she looked even more pathetic at this moment.

Boom!

Someone ran so fast that he knocked into her. Kimberly fell to the ground. Her bag was torn and all the things inside had scattered on the ground.

The person who hit her stood there awkwardly, "I'm sorry! Are you okay?"

Kimberly stood there, staring at the scene in a daze.

The person who had knocked into her quickly squatted down and picked her things up for her. "I'm sorry. I still have something urgent to do. I'm really sorry. Your things are here."

After the man returned the things to Kimberly, he quickly got up and ran away again.

Kimberly picked up all of her belongings by using her bare hands. Her bag was already torn and tattered, and it could no longer keep her belongings.

Kimberly lowered her head so that no one could see the look on her face. After a while, she suddenly laughed in a low voice. The pedestrians avoided her one after another.

Something slid from her face and hit the back of her hand, which soon soaked her sleeves.

She didn't know how much time had passed. She reached out and wiped away the tears on her face after she had cried enough. Then she got up and picked up the bag that was torn, and put her things in it one by one. After that, she rolled up the bag to prevent them from falling out. She stood up and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

She wanted to go home and use the money that she had saved over the past few years to buy two sets of clothes in the store, so as to avoid being laughed at by Maddox Yardley. But she didn't expect that her savings would all be gone. Even her mother had also driven her out of the house.

That was... her biological mother.

But she actually... drove her out. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Sometimes Kimberly wondered if she was really her mother's biological child. "Why did Mom favour Erica over me since we were young?" She constantly asked herself this. She didn't know what she had done to make her mother dislike her so much. She worked hard and got good grades. She was an obedient child and she had never gone against her parents' words. Yet they...

She even obeyed their command to marry into the Yardley family on behalf of Erica...

But, nothing seemed to have changed.

Kimberly oh Kimberly, what a joke you are... It was late at night.

Maddox Yardley sat alone in front of the window and looked at the bright lights outside. Only his breathing could be heard in the quiet room. Usually, at this hour, that stupid woman would come out of the bathroom and mind her own business for a long time before going to bed, but today...

Maddox frowned slightly and looked at the small bed in the corner of the room.

The quilt was neatly folded, and no one was there.

That woman... seemed to have gone out again after coming back from work. She had yet to come back.

Maddox raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

It was almost eleven o'clock.

D*mn it, did she want to stay out all night?

Sam Sorrento came in and said to Maddox respectfully, "Young Master, if there are no other orders, I shall excuse myself then."

"Wait." Maddox's eyes flickered as he gestured for Sam to come over.

Sam walked up to him and asked, "Yes, Young Master?"

"Where's that woman?"

Sam didn't realize which woman Maddox was talking about at first. He thought that he was talking about the one who had slept with Maddox. He scratched his head and said, "Young Master, I have sent someone to the hospital to check on this matter. I haven't found out about any single women going to the hospital for an examination recently. Young Master, please pardon my intrusion, but... was the woman you slept with, a married woman?"

Hearing this, Maddox was suddenly agitated as he clenched his fists silently. "Say that again?"

He was so angry that he almost stood up. Sam took a step back and said with fear, "Young Master, I was just kidding. How could it be possible? Haha!"

Maddox narrowed his eyes and said intimidatingly, "I'm asking about that woman!"

"Which woman?" Sam scratched his head and did not understand him.

Just as Maddox was about to lash out, Sam finally reacted and suddenly stood straight. "Young Master, are you talking about Assistant Shell ?"

Maddox did not answer.

Sam looked around and said, "Hey, isn't Assistant Shell supposed to be here at this hour? Why is there no one here today?"

The veins on Maddox's forehead throbbed.

"If you're asking me, who am I going to ask?"

Sam replied,"... Sure. I'll check on it right away!"

Fifteen minutes later, Maddox was getting impatient. That woman wasn't back yet, and Sam wasn't giving him any information about her either.

When Maddox was about to wheel himself out, Sam came in.

"Young Master, I've got news." In a bar.

The lights were dim and Kimberly was laying on the bar counter, drinking up shot after shot.

"Give me another shot." Kimberly finished another shot again and pushed the empty cup to the bartender. "I want a strong one!"

Her loud voice aroused the cheers of a group of men next to her!

It was not that Kimberly did not know how to drink. It was normal for her to drink with her customers until her stomach bled back then. However, whenever she got home all drunk, her then-husband, Jonathan Lowell, would usually already be sound asleep. He had never asked her about it.

In the beginning, Kimberly didn't drink much, but slowly her alcohol tolerance became better.

She had not tried to numb herself with alcohol for a long time.

In a dark corner, Sam was pushing Maddox. "Young Master, Assistant Shell is there."

It was not difficult to find her. Maddox fixed his gaze on her among the crowd.

She was wearing a plain white T-shirt and a pair of old jeans. Her figure was as petite as a high school student. She sat in front of the bar and kept drinking. Her usually tied-up hair was drooping on her shoulders, covering a part of her face.

The colorful lights were shining around and they inadvertently shone on her hair from time to time, making the atmosphere seem ambiguous. The dim lights made Kimberly's features look even more gentle, and her face was flushed red. It was obvious that she already had quite a few drinks.

"Young Master, Assistant Shell seems to have drunk a lot. She looks quite sad. Should I go and take her back?"

Maddox didn't say anything, but the throbbing blue veins on his forehead gave him away!

A man, who had been staring at Kimberly for a long time, finally couldn't help and went forward to talk to her. He put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Hottie, are you that sad? You have been drinking alone here for a long time. Do you want me to drink with you?"

Kimberly stared at the man drunkenly. Then she sneered and shook off the man's hand. "Don't touch

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me.

The man was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the woman, who appeared to be so soft and petite, had a pair of eyes as cold as a crystal clear lake.

"I was just being kind. I've seen you drink a lot and I just wanted to accompany you. Don't reject me so quickly."

After that, the man's hands wrapped around her slender waist. Kimberly drank a lot, and her consciousness was wavering, but she still had a sense of defence!

"Put it away..."

"Take your filthy hands away."