Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 108

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?"

The blue 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 know what had happened last night. She was more concerned about him than about herself.

"Don't you know whether I am alright?" Maddox questioned in return.

"Urn..."

"What happened last night? Do you remember anything?" Maddox finally asked.

His question made Kimberly speechless. She lowered her eyes and seemed to be in deep thought. After a while, she said, "Last night... I only remember that you entered the room. But Chandler has told someone to lit the incense in the room. As long as you came in... you will... will..."

"I will what?" Maddox narrowed his eyes and stared at her. Kimberly was embarrassed, and her fair cheeks were tinted red.

"Say it," Maddox did not intend to let her go.

Kimberly avoided his gaze and whispered, "Don't you know about the incense? If you inhaled it, you will also feel uncomfortable, just like being drugged. But aren't you..." Weren't you impotent? Of course, Kimberly didn't say it out loud.

Instead, she said, "Chandler listened to the rumors and thought that you... Therefore, he wanted to exact revenge on you. Are you really... alright?"

"That Chandler..." Maddox thought for a long time before he realized what was going on.

He was so pissed that he gnashed his teeth. Last night, he tried so hard to save her, but she had forgotten all about it. Now, she thought he was impotent and worried that Chandler's incense would make him unable to vent his desire?

"Young Master Yardley?" Kimberly called him when she noticed his silence.

Maddox came to his senses and rolled the wheelchair closer to her, asking, "Are you worried about my health?"

Kimberly paused for a moment, 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 Master Yardley."

Maddox chuckled and pulled her out of the quilt abruptly.

"Ah! What are you doing?" Kimberly cried out in horror. She reached out to push him away, but he seized her slender wrist.

He grabbed her wrist and put it on his face. She noticed that he placed her hand right where his face was scratched.

"See? These... are all your work." Maddox's voice was low and deep, like a glass of mellow wine running through his throat.

"What?" Kimberly thought. She looked at him in surprise. When he came in just now, she noticed the scratches on his face. She was still wondering what had happened to him. Was she the one who scratched him?

But, why didn't she remember doing so at all?

"Even these..." Maddox grabbed her hand and moved. Kimberly felt her fingers landing on a soft, warm patch. It was his lips.

Her fingertips landed on where his lips were injured.

"Why..." Kimberly thought, her heart began to shiver. What did he mean?

He saw the gaze in her eyes tremble. She started to recoil her fingers. Thus, he tightened his grip on hers and said, "You don't want to admit what you did?"

"What?" Kimberly opened her eyes wide in confusion. "I don't... know what you mean," she said. The scratches on his face could be explained, but the wound on his lips looked strange.

Did she pounce on him and bit him? She only remembered what happened at first, but the later part was all a blur. "You don't know? It seems that you have forgotten all about it," Maddox sneered and grabbed her neck with his big hand. "Do you need my help to recall what happened?" He asked.

Kimberly looked at him, still at a loss. He leaned over closer to her, his thin lips brushing against her ears.

"Someone hugged me last night and begged me to save her..." Maddox whispered.

With just one sentence, Kimberly's expression changed completely.

She knew that he was talking about her.

"I didn't want to save her, but she rushed over to take off my clothes..." Maddox continued.

"You... stop talking." Kimberly interrupted him in a trembling voice, "I was drugged last night, and I don't remember anything at all."

As soon as she finished speaking, several images flashed across her mind.

In her mind, she held Maddox's neck and her clothes were in a mess. She sat on his lap and humped his legs, rubbing clumsily. Then, she kissed him everywhere with her lips. The scene was intense and full of impulsive emotions!

And she also seemed to hear her own voice, "Help

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me...

She sounded so seductive. It was her voice under the drug's effect.

Kimberly was completely stunned.

"So, it was you...?" Kimberly asked. Was Maddox the one who left those purple marks all over her body?

Thinking of this, she pushed him away in disbelief and stared at him, asking, "Last night we..."

"Now you remember?" Maddox's gaze was still cold, but it was quite different. There was a hint of banter in his eyes. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

"... I remember some parts," Kimberly answered.

"Do you remember how you seduced me? I was enchanted by your words last night, Miss-Married- Twice," Maddox said.

The look in Kimberly's eyes became complicated, and she glanced between his legs unconsciously. "Urn... aren't you... don't you have problems, sexually? How can you still manage to do that?"

In the end, she still couldn't bring herself to say that he was impotent.