Achoo—
Kimberly suddenly sneezed, which awoke her from her deep sleep.
She looked at the ceiling of the room in a daze for a long time, and then she came to her senses and reached out to pull her quilt up.
However, there was a pair of hands that were quicker. They pulled the quilt for her before she could even move.
Kimberly looked at the man—
"Young, Young Master Yardley..." Kimberly called him and wanted to sit up.
Maddox glanced at her and teased in a cold voice, "You kicked the quilt away after only half an hour of sleep. Do you think you are a three-year-old child?"
The icy-cold yet caring tone made Kimberly freeze. She was at a loss.
What the h*ll was going on with Maddox?
"I, I don't know what's going on either." In the end, Kimberly could only stutter.
She seemed to have the habit of kicking the quilt, but... she didn't expect that Maddox would cover her with the quilt.
"Stupid," Maddox glanced at her and looked away.
Kimberly blushed. She wanted to bite her lower lip subconsciously, but she heard Maddox's voice again, "You haven't recovered yet, do you want to injure yourself again?"
Kimberly stopped. She looked at him, complication filling her eyes.
"Since you're awake, get dressed. Let's go home." After saying that, Maddox turned around and rolled his wheelchair away from her bed.
After a while, Kimberly lifted the quilt and sat up. As she thought of what to wear, she saw a set of clothes at the end of the bed. They looked like they were prepared for her.
Then, she got up and went to the bathroom, holding her clothes in her arms.
When Maddox heard her movements, he turned around and saw Kimberly walking strangely. He curled his lips unconsciously.
As she changed her clothes, Kimberly once again sighed at the marks on her body. She was still distressed by the marks, but now knowing that it was Maddox who left them, she wasn't as gloomy as before.
After changing her clothes, she slowly walked out of the bathroom and went towards Maddox.
"Shall we go back now?" Kimberly asked.
Maddox stared at her.
He had taken the dress from his wardrobe. The light blue dress outlined her curvy figure, however... Maddox narrowed his eyes and took off his coat abruptly.
"Put it on," he ordered. Kimberly paused and took the coat, but she didn't put it on.
"You don't like it?" He asked.
Kimberly shook her head.
"Then, why don't you wear it?" He asked again.
Kimberly whispered, "This coat is very expensive, right? If I wear it, you will throw it away. I'd better give it back to you." After that, Kimberly handed the coat back to him.
Maddox was choked by her words. He did not expect her to make an issue about this. He furrowed his handsome brows together. He questioned again, his voice much calmer, "Do you want to go back to the Yardley family and announce what happened between us last night?"
Kimberly paused for a moment and her face turned a little pale.
"I don't!" She denied.
She didn't dare to think about this.
She also understood what was happening. He gave her the coat because he didn't want the Yardley family to see the marks on her body.
Thinking of this, Kimberly put on his coat silently and covered her neck tightly.
On her slender figure, the coat made her look like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes. No matter how awkward she looked, Maddox felt that it was inexplicably pleasing to the eye. He looked away and said coldly, "Let's go."
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