Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Kimberly stood in front of the mirror, staring at herself in disbelief.

She didn't know when the purple and blue marks had appeared on her fair neck.

She had seen this kind of mark before.

However, she only saw it once.

It was on that rainy night when she had just divorced Jonathan, when that strange man took her virginity. After running hin a panic, she desperately took a shower. Then, she noticed the hickeys on her neck.

They looked just like it now...

Kimberly's brain was stunned for nearly ten seconds. Her face instantly turned pale. She lowered her head and reached out to lift her clothes up.

As expected, the marks covered her entire body.

Kimberly stumbled and knocked on the door behind her in a daze.

Yes, how could she forget....

Although the room last night had been lit with incense... Chandler had also drugged her.

She was so worried about whether Maddox was drugged and what the consequences would be, but she had completely forgotten the fact that she had been drugged. She couldn't remember anything, but she could still lie there on the hospital bed with the purple marks covering her body.

Maddox was impotent. He was never good in this area.

What did this mean? What did this mean??? Kimberly trembled all over and fell to the ground feebly.

God was really playing with her.

"Second Young Madam, what's wrong?" Seeing her on the floor, Auntie Cherry was so shocked that she put down the things in her hands and ran over to help her up.

With her help, Kimberly returned to her bed. She lay down, her head spinning. Suddenly, she thought of something important and grabbed Auntie Cherry's hand.

"Auntie Cherry, Auntie Cherry!" Kimberly called.

"I'm here. Second Young Madam, what happened?" Auntie Cherry asked.

"Help me, helpcall the doctor!!" Kimberley ordered.

"Okay, okay. I will call the doctor for you immediately," Auntie Cherry replied. She was scared and dared not ask any more questions. She saw Kimberley's face paled. She went out of the ward to call the doctor quickly. The doctor arrived in a hurry and saw that Kimberly had already woken up. As his lips curved into a smile, Kimberly pulled at his collar and stared at him, her eyes wide open. She had something to say.

It was the sdoctor who had previously treated her, Doctor Smith.

Doctor Smith knew about her complicated relationship with Maddox. Sensing her urgency, he said to Auntie Cherry, "Please wait outside. I have to check up on the patient." "Okay." Auntie Cherry went out of the ward. Kimberly grabbed the hem of Doctor Smith's shirt. She moved her lips a little, but she couldn't say a word. Doctor Smith could guess what she wanted to ask and initiated, "Did you want to ask about the baby in your belly?" Hearing this, Kimberly widened her eyes and asked, her voice trembling, "Doctor, yes. Can you tell me?" "Yes," Doctor Smith nodded. He knew how worried a mother could be. He smiled and answered, "Don't worry, the baby is safe." Upon hearing this, Kimberly seemed to let out a sigh of relief. Her little hand that held his shirt also loosened. "Thank you," she exclaimed.

"Is there anything else? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else?" He bent over and felt her pulse, and then did a regular physical examination with his stethoscope.

"It seems that there are no other problems. Miss Shell, have a good rest." As Doctor Smith was about to leave, she heard a voice coming from outside.

"Second Young Master," Auntie Chery greeted.

"Maddox is here?" Kimberly thought. Hearing his name, the look in her eyes changed and she immediately shrank into the quilt.

"Doctor Smith is doing a check-up for Second Young Madam," Auntie Chery said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Doctor Smith opened the door and walked out. Then, he looked into Maddox's eyes.

"Young Master Yardley, I'm done checking up on Miss Shell. Miss Shell has woken up, and there is nothing serious," Doctor Smith reported.

Maddox nodded, "Okay." Kimberly had been hiding in the quilt and listening to their conversation. When she heard the sound of the wheelchair rolling into the ward, she was so scared that she shrank further into her quilt. What actually happened last night? Boom! The door of the ward closed, and the other noises disappeared. She could only hear the sound of the wheelchair rolling towards her.

No one spoke. Kimberly was a little suspicious and thought, "Did Maddox cin by himself?" "What are you doing in the quilt?" Maddox asked.

Maddox suddenly spoke, which startled her.

"Don't you dare to see me?" Maddox asked again. Kimberly didn't know what to say.

She pulled the quilt down slowly and looked into his eyes.

She was stunned by what she saw.

Maddox's stunning face was ruined.

There were two or three long scratches on his handsfacial features, seemingly caused by dat claws. Moreover, the upper and lower parts of his thin lips were broken. If it weren't for his neat clothes, she would have thought that he had been beaten up. Therefore, Kimberly asked, "What happened to your face?" Maddox paused. He touched the scratches on his face with his slender fingers.

"What's wrong with my face? Ha, how could she ask a question like that?" Maddox thought to himself.

"What do you think?" Maddox asked.

Kimberly didn't know how to respond.

How would she know? Maddox's eyes fell on her lower lip. Last night, he bit her lower lip. After going to the hospital, the doctor helped her apply smedicine. The wound on her lips had recovered fairly quickly.

The atmosphere was weirdly silent. Kimberly felt an urge to bite her lower lip, but Maddox scolded, "Don't move." Kimberly stilled. Maddox pulled her up and held her chin with his fingers, scolding, "Are you an idiot? Do you only bite your own lips when you are in trouble?" "I..." Kimberly stammered. She did not understand why he had such a big temper, and his eyes were also terribly cold.

"Don't you know that your lips are injured?" Maddox glanced at her and asked in a harsh tone.

Kimberly reached out and touched her lower lip. It was indeed a bit painful. Why didn't she feekit when e she was drinking the soup just now? Was she thinking too deeply about other things? "Idiot!" Maddox scolded her again. Kimberly felt that Maddox was acting very odd. Although he was still very fierce and scolded her... his tone...

seemed to be much softer than before. Was it an illusion?

When Maddox saw her in a daze, he relaxed his grip a little. He glanced at the purple marks on her neck, and a Wher neck and a trace of joy flashed across his dark eyes. When he thought of last night when she hugged his neck and begged him to be gentle... He felt like there was a little kitten scratching at his heart. He moved his fingers to her neck, his warm digits rubbing at the marks on her neck.

Kimberly felt itchy and dodged his touch subconsciously.

Suddenly, she remembered there was something on her neck. Her expression changed tically, and then she leaned back violently. "Don't touch me!" She yelled.