Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Hearing what he had just said, Kimberly Shell shot a glance at him in an instant, biting her lower lip while explaining, "I will wash it for you." "How are you going to wash it?" Maddox Yardley glimpsed at her mockingly, "Are you going to wash it with your hands?"

Kimberly paused and blinked. "Of course not. I'll send the suit jacket to the dry cleaner."

Although her family was not a rich family, she knew that the suit could not be washed, especially this kind of expensive suit jackets.

"Oh, you're not that ignorant after all." Maddox sneered. "But do you think I'll wear it after you clean it?" he asked.

Kimberly pursed her lips and said nothing.

Maddox continued to humiliate her, "I think it's disgusting since you've worn the suit jacket before, so I won't wear it even if you've clean it. I'll make an analogy to make it simple. It's just like a materialistic woman. No matter how innocent she pretends to be, she's still a sl*t. Do you understand?"

Kimberly was unbothered at first, but after hearing his words, she could not stand it anymore. "Isn't it just a suit jacket? Did I ask you to put it on me? You put the suit jacket on me voluntarily. If you think it's dirty, why are you touching me under my clothes in the conference room? Why don't you wash your hands then?"

Maddox was rendered speechless.

Sam Sorrento thought to himself, "What the f*ck, that's too much information."

Touching her under her clothes? Sam thought as he looked Kimberly up and down. He wanted to give her a thumb-up so bad.

Maddox didn't expect that she would disclose all these in front of Sam, so he was at a loss of words for a moment. His mind went blank, so he could only manage to reply, "How do you know that I didn't wash them?

Kimberly echoed what he had said earlier, "It doesn't matter. Your hands will never be washed clean, so you'd better chop them off!"

Maddox was at a loss for words.

Sam gasped, his heart filled with bewilderment. Assistant Shell... was too amazing!

Kimberly was so pissed off. She took the suit jacket back for him out of kindness. She even offered to send the suit jacket for dry cleaning. He could just choose not to wear it, but he ridiculed her instead. Hence, Kimberly retaliated immediately.

atmosphere in the lift was tense. Kimberly's fighting spirit had not

and stared at Kimberly with

but she still stood straight and stared into Maddox's eyes, like a fighter who would never

sneered with anger, "You're really a shameless

"Ding,"

him and quickly walked out of the

he glanced at Maddox. Despite his fluctuating mood, he was

both men or women. If any woman attempted to

would be easily bullied, so he did not expect that Kimberly's argument was right on the point when they were engaged in a quarrel. But

Maddox coyly and asked, "Young Master, do you need me to prepare a knife

a

out!" Maddox yelled and

left the company, she went directly to the bus station. When she was waiting for the bus, a silver-grey Bentley stopped in front of her. The car window was rolled down. It was Benedict Yardley. "Erica,"

so she asked, "Why are

heading home? Get in the car. I'll send

that happens, Maddox would say that she was sl*tty again. Therefore, Kimberly gently

smile, "The bus is crowded, so it's more convenient for

"It's really not necessary. Benedict,

queried, "Erica, are you afraid that people would gossip

"I'm sorry,

me for disclosing what we did in the morning?" he rejoined. Speaking of this, Benedict's expression turned melancholic and the gentle smile on his face faded. "Just forget about it,

the people nearby heard the conversation between Kimberly and Benedict. They looked at Kimberly with

"Benedict." Kimberly uttered.

get in the

had no choice but