Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Maddox's hand paused in the air. He frowned and stared at her.

"What's wrong with this woman?" He thought.

Kimberly remained silent. She got under the quilt quickly and covered the marks on her neck.

When Maddox saw her covering up the marks, he looked a little unhappy and his fingers stopped in mid-air.

"What are you doing?" Maddox questioned.

Kimberly hid under the quilt, exposing only her head. She looked at him with a pair of flustered eyes.

"Last, last night you..." She stammered and couldn't speak.

Maddox stared at her sharply and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Last night, was it you..." Kimberly wanted to bite her lower lip, but when she thought of his words earlier, she controlled herself.

"Was it me what?" Maddox asked impatiently. He knew that she had lost her mind during that time and might not even know who he was. That was why he had asked her who he was at the most crucial moment to confirm her consent. When she could call out his name even when she was unconscious, he had a very strange feeling in his heart.

Therefore, when she asked the question, he was not sure if she remembered what had happened last night.

Kimberly stared at him for a moment, asking, "When I asked you to leave, did you leave?"

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

Maddox's eyes remained sharp and he responded, "No."

"No?" Kimberly's gaze quivered. "You didn't leave? Then you..."

If he didn't leave, then... Kimberly paused for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Are you alright?"

veins on Maddox's forehead bulged and twitched. He narrowed his eyes and sized up the woman in front of him. Her eyes were filled with fear as if she was worried about him. She obviously didn't

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"Urn..."

last night? Do you remember anything?" Maddox

"Last night... I only remember that you

her. Kimberly

it," Maddox did not intend to let her

the incense? If you inhaled it, you will also feel uncomfortable, just

the rumors and thought that you...

for a long time before

tried so hard to save her, but she had forgotten all about it. Now,

called him when she

rolled the wheelchair closer to her, asking,

then shook her head and replied, "I just feel that they used me to lure you there, so... there is a sense of guilt. Don't misunderstand me, Young

chuckled and pulled her out

cried out in horror. She reached

grabbed her wrist and put it on his face. She noticed

low and deep, like a glass of mellow wine running through

noticed the scratches on his face. She was still wondering what had happened to him. Was she

why didn't she remember doing so

hand and moved. Kimberly felt her fingers landing

where his lips were

began

started to recoil her fingers. Thus, he tightened his grip on hers and said, "You don't want to admit what

"I don't... know what you mean," she said. The scratches on his face could be explained, but the

at first, but the later part was all a blur. "You don't know? It seems that you have forgotten

He leaned over closer to her,

me last night and begged me to save

one sentence, Kimberly's expression