Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly) novel Chapter 90

Boom!

The door was closed, and the large conference room was so quiet that one could hear their breathing.

Especially Kimberly Shell. Her breathing was obvious as she was frightened just now. One could hear her heavy and unstable wheezing.

The two of them remained in their original position for a long time. Kimberly could feel a tremor from Maddox Yardley's chest, and her ears pricked up to his words.

"How long are you planning to sit like this?" Maddox asked.

Kimberly paused for a moment, and then she raised her head when she came to her senses.

Maddox also lowered his head at the same time.

Kimberly's entire body was covered by his huge suit jacket. When she looked up, only her small face could be seen. Her eyes were red and swollen. She looked pitiful.

Maddox's heart skipped a beat. He pursed his thin lips. After a while, he said coldly, "What's so special with my face?"

Kimberly was brought down to earth by his words. She was not angry anymore. The incident just now had frightened her anger away. At this moment, she still had a lingering fear, afraid that someone would open the door of the conference room out of nowhere.

It seemed like Maddox was able to read through her mind. He said in a low voice, "Sam will stay guard outside. If you aren't planning to dress yourself, shall we continue?"

Kimberly was at a loss for words.

Two seconds later, she quickly tightened the suit covering her body and got up from him. She was extremely clumsy because she had to hold the suit jacket with one hand to prevent exposing herself to Maddox.

It took her a long time to get up with her feeble hand.

Then she turned around and ran to the door, barefoot.

She looked like a child wearing an adult's clothes when she wrapped Maddox's suit jacket around her. The suit jacket was so big that it almost covered until her knees. When she bent down to get the clothes, the suit jacket touched the ground. It was an awkward scene and she looked absolutely clumsy.

"..." Maddox closed his eyes, pinching his temple.

D*mn it, what happened to him today?

Kimberly picked up the clothes, only to find that it was a light orange colored skirt. The color was delicate and lovely.

However, there wasn't any place in the large conference room that she could hide in. Where should she change her clothes then? Thinking of this, Kimberly froze.

Displeased, Maddox said from behind,

"If you dilly-dally, I don't mind opening the door and letting others watch you change."

Kimberly clenched the clothes in her hand, biting her lower lip.

He was indeed an abominable man.

She had no choice but to get up and stay far away from Maddox. She stood at the corner, turning her back to him and quickly put on the dress.

After she finished changing, she walked back to Maddox with the suit jacket in her arms.

"Here." Kimberly said.

Maddox sneered, glancing at her coldly, "Since you've worn this suit jacket, do you think I'll still want it?"

Upon hearing this, Kimberly grasped the suit jacket in her hands and uttered, "I'm not dirty."

"Are you trying to imply that you are very clean?" Maddox was still jealous of her interactions with Benedict Yardley. He recalled the time when he saw her wearing the clothes that were bought by Benedict.

But now, she had changed into a new dress. The light orange dress accentuated her fair skin, which made her look delicate and attractive. The hemline of the skirt also enhanced the curvy outline of her waist.

Maddox was amazed by how she looked now. He secretly cursed himself. When he was about to leave in his wheelchair, he said, "Sl*tty woman." Kimberly's face was flushed and she glared at him.

"I am not sl*tty!"

He ignored her.

Kimberly asked again, "Are you really not going to take the suit jacket back?"

Maddox replied with coldness and arrogance, "It's so dirty. Who would want it?"

Sam said, "The trash can in the conference room is cleaned every day and only papers are thrown into it. It's not dirty, isn't it?"

"D*mn it. A trash can is a trash can. Is there a clean trash can?" Maddox grunted.

Sam was rendered speechless for a while. "Young Master, you're right." said Sam.

It was reasonable. Since the Young Master was a clean freak, how would he wear a suit jacket that was thrown into a trash can?

On the other side, Kimberly returned to her seat with the suit jacket in her arms. Then she opened the closet and took a bag out from it. She folded the suit jacket and put it inside the bag. If he thought that it was dirty, she would then clean it for him. She would then find an opportunity to give it back to him. He would not have any excuses then.

Soon it was time to get off work. Kimberly brought the bag with her when she was about to leave. Along the way, she happened to meet Maddox who was coming out of the office too. Perhaps she was feeling guilty, she hid the bag behind her.

Maddox witnessed all of her little tricks. He looked at her coldly and then looked away.

"Assistant Shell, are you off work?" Sam greeted Kimberly with a smile. He seemed to be oblivious of the tension in the room.

Even though they had a bitter quarrel today, it was not Sam who had offended her.

Upon seeing his bright smile, Kimberly smiled and nodded.

"Let's take the lift together." Sam said again.

Maddox, who was sitting in the wheelchair, frowned. Did Sam lose his mind? Did he forget what had happened before?

"No, it's fine. I..." Kimberly stammered.

"Let's go, Assistant Shell. If you don't go down with us, you will have to wait for a long time." Sam insisted.

It was hard to refuse his kindness, so Kimberly had no choice but followed them into the lift.

After the elevator doors closed, Kimberly stood alone in the corner of the lift, trying her best to hide the bag behind her. However, Maddox suddenly said in his deep and cold voice, "Didn't I tell you to throw the suit jacket away?"