Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)
Chapter 261

In the middle of the night, Kimberly felt an itch on her back, but it was somehow comfortable as if someone was rubbing her painful wound for her.

She was extremely sleepy to the point that she didn't open her eyes at all, moaning subconsciously.

Maddox paused for a while, helplessly glanced at Kimberly who was sleeping. He pursed his thin lips and thought to himself, "D*mn woman, what am I even doing?"

She had already said that she would divorce him and cease living together with him. Anger spread through him. However, he was still worried about her wounds and waited for her to sleep before coming over in the middle of the night. He took off her clothes and applied some ointment on her wounds.

Such matters...

How could he even do such a thing?!

Maddox clenched his fingers into a fist. Nonetheless, when he saw her sleeping, rage overtook his face.

He released his fist, and his gestures became exceedingly soft as he applied ointment to her wound bit by bit.

Kimberly had been sleeping soundly the whole time and had not woken up.

When Maddox was finally done, he stared at her for a long time while she was in a deep sleep. He couldn't resist complaining.

"What an ungrateful woman! Don't you know that those words could hurt me too?"

"You said that I have a sharp tongue? Were my words that cruel?"

Maddox began to doubt himself.

He asked Sam in the car on the way to work the next day.

"Do my words usually sound harsh?"

Sam was driving the car. When he heard Maddox's question, he suddenly paused and glanced at Maddox through the rearview mirror. He queried strangely, "Why did you ask this all of a sudden?" Sam's eyes made Maddox even more irritated. He pursed his lips, replying, "It's nothing."

Subsequently, he lowered his head and looked outside the car nonchalantly.

After a while, he raised his head again. "How do you think I treat that woman?"

Sam was reluctant to reply.

Maddox glared at him, "Tell me the truth."

"Well, this..." Sam tugged his lips awkwardly. "In my opinion, you are quite good to Miss Shell. After all, You have never treated a woman this well."

"Then why would she want to divorce me?"

Sam was terribly shocked to the point that he couldn't focus on driving.

"She wants to divorce you? Why?" There was no response from behind. After that, Sam turned to Maddox and he found that Maddox was eyeing him with alarm. Sam was dumbfounded as he quickly calmed himself down, coughing softly.

"The reason why Miss Shell wants to divorce you is probably not because you treat her badly, but because..."

"Because of what?" Maddox was eager to know the answer.

Although she mentioned the reason last night, he always felt that... that was not the real answer.

Her statement about allowing both of them to get together? What the hell was all that nonsense?

"Maybe she doesn't like you?" Sam remarked fearlessly, and immediately a chill ran down his spine. Maddox questioned him gravely, "Are you digging your own grave?"

Sam quickly rephrased his sentence, "Maybe Young Madam likes someone else?"

Maddox replied, "Hah."

"Young Master Yardley, to be very honest, I am afraid that you will beat me to death."

"Carry on."

Sam then continued, "I must first ensure that I don't come to any harm."

"It seems that you are very dissatisfied with this job," Maddox did not promise him but threatened him instead.

Sam shouted bitterly inside. How could he possibly not be satisfied with his job? He could only explain in a rush, "I'm satisfied enough. I'll tell you my true thoughts! You are good to Young Madam, yet to her, you... are actually an incompetent husband."

"Incompetent?" Maddox frowned and contemplated Sam's words for a while. Even so, he still couldn't figure it out. He questioned again, "Go on."

Sam's forehead was covered with cold sweat. Fortunately, they were at a traffic light. He stopped the car, reached out his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, uttering slowly, "All women like gentlemen. You are always fierce to her. Although you treat her well, yet you never want to explain yourself. How would she understand you then?"

"That's because she's just foolish," Maddox snorted coldly.

Why did he have to say it out loud if he did anything?

Upon hearing this, Sam perspired heavily. "Since you think she is foolish, then she is. You... you should not worry about it."

"Who told you that I'm worried about it?" Maddox glanced at him indifferently and answered.

Sam was lost for words in a flash. He felt that it seemed wrong for him to continue speaking.

He chose to remain silent.

After the traffic light turned green, Sam continued driving.

Maddox kept quiet for a while. The next moment, he asked abruptly, "Do I have to tell her so that she can understand?" Sam considered, "I remain neutral."

"I think so." He smiled awkwardly and refused to say a word. He was in fear of getting beaten up by Maddox.

Maddox didn't say anything else. He just leaned back, closed his eyes and began to rub his temples.

D*mn it.

For the first time, he was being drastically affected by a woman. After applying medicine on her in the middle of the night before, he returned to his bed. Nevertheless, the image of her confronting him and her saying that she was going to divorce him flashed through his mind. He was unable to sleep for the whole night.

Maddox was self-disciplined and had regular routines everyday.

On the other hand, this was the first time he experienced insomnia because of a person.

Sam saw that he was not in a good condition today, hence he queried in a concerned manner, "Do you want to cancel your plans today to have some rest?"

"There's no need for that," Maddox rejected him outright. After a while, he instructed, "Let's destroy the contract we've signed before."

"Which contract?" Sam couldn't come to his senses for a moment. Maddox was certainly not afraid to speak his mind. Sam simply couldn't keep up with him.

Sam discerned the change in Maddox's attitude and immediately responded, "Is it the contract signed by Miss Shell?"

He somehow came to a realization.

If it's not anything about Kimberly, Maddox wouldn't speak in such an awkward way, and he would have fewer mood swings. Sam would judge on the basis of this in the future. Sam was sweating while driving the car. He heaved a sigh of relief.

"Roger that. I'll give you the contract later."

"Destroy it immediately."

Sam's hands paused for a moment and nodded.

That contract would be a divorce contract for them in due time. Presently, Maddox wanted to destroy it. Did it imply that he had already made up his mind? Would he not divorce Kimberly anymore? Sam instantly felt a little delighted at the thought of it.

If Young Master Yardley chose Kimberly over Sylvia, he would surely be on cloud nine.

After all, those things that Sylvia did were absolutely disgusting.

She was not worthy of being Kimberly's best friend at all.