Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 138

"So what?" Maddox's eyes were as dark as ink. His eyes exuded a thick and cold sensation. The menacing sensation only increased exponentially as he spoke to her.

Kimberly stood there, holding the quilt in one hand and staring at him.

Her seemingly calm eyes froze gradually like a lake in the winter. After a while, Kimberly released her hand and put the quilt back. She whispered, "Nothing, as long as you are happy."

After that, she turned around and walked to the make-shift bed she had made on the floor.

After thinking for a while, she got up and walked out again.

Maddox was so pissed at her indifference that the veins on his forehead throbbed.

When Kimberly went to the maid to ask for a quilt, the maid gave her a look of dilemma. "I'm sorry, Second Young Madam, it's not that we don't want to provide a quilt for you. It's just that we've washed all the quilts today, and they're all wet now. We can't give one to you yet," the maid explained.

Hearing this, Kimberly frowned slightly and asked, "Not even one?"

The maid shook her head, her face pale.

"Really?" Kimberly did not believe it and raised her eyebrows suspiciously. The maid was so frightened that she bent down and bowed her head, saying, "I'm sorry, Second Young Madam. This is an order from the Second Young Master. Please don't make things difficult for us."

Kimberly had expected this. She shrugged and said, "Well, in that case, I won't force you."

After that, she turned around and left. Several of the other maids whispered to each other.

"What happened to the Second Young Madam and the Second Young Master? Weren't they so close to each other just a few days ago? Why are they sleeping in separate beds again today?"

An older maid said, "They're a newlywed couple. It's better to make a scene, they'll bond better."

"Really? I think it's a big deal. If the Second Young Master doesn't give Second Young Madam the quilt, isn't she going to freeze to death at night?"

"Silly girl, you are too young to understand anything. The Second Young Master is forcing her to sleep with him. He has a quilt, right?"

"Wow, I see... the Second Young Master... How cunning!"

However, Kimberly did not hear a single word of the maids' gossips. When she returned to the room, she saw Maddox looking at her with an icy gaze. She was frustrated.

"Did you know that I would return empty-handed?" Kimberly asked.

Maddox pursed his lips silently.

"Maddox, it's fine. You can take the quilt. But why did you involve the maids? Why did you tell them not to give me a quilt?" She asked again.

He glanced at her coldly, snorted and averted his eyes away from her.

Kimberly was furious, but she couldn't do anything about it.

All the members of the Yardley family listened to his orders and would not listen to her. She wouldn't be able to resist it even if he had wanted her to die.

She snapped, "Well, if you don't want to give it to me, then don't."

It wasn't the end of the world. She rolled up the covers she made on the floor. She could sleep out in the cold for one night. The next morning, she would go and buy a new quilt after work.

A new quilt wouldn't cost much, she could still afford it. She didn't need to beg for anyone's help.

Later that night, it was as cool as freezing water.

As the days passed, autumn had arrived.

Kimberly slept on the quilt on the floor. Half of the quilt was folded over her, covering her body. She was wearing thick pajamas, so there wasn't much difference. She didn't feel particularly cold.

It was just that she couldn't stretch her body.

At first, Kimberly didn't feel comfortable, but she soon got used to it. She closed her eyes and fell asleep shortly after.