Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 143

After nearly half an hour, Kimberly and Benedict finally finished their meals. Then, they passed by Sylvia's room when they were leaving.

Seeing this, Sylvia quickly grabbed her bag and caught up with them.

She followed them, took out her mobile phone and snapped another photo. She was acting like a spy.

She followed them all the way to their parking space and managed to take a lot of photos.

Kimberly hadn't turned her head around since leaving the private room. Suddenly, she stopped her pace and glanced backwards.

Benedict also stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

Kimberly glanced at the empty parking lot and asked curiously, "Why do I feel like someone is following us?"

Benedict also looked around. He didn't see anyone, so he said, "Who did you see? Are you just being over-sensitive?"

Hearing this, Kimberly also felt that she might just be too sensitive. She nodded in agreement.

"Maybe I saw wrongly," she said.

"Let's go back. It's getting late. Maddox would be angry if we arrived home late," Benedict said, then he opened the door and put his hand against the car roof again. When Kimberly got into the car, Sylvia was hiding in the corner, panting for breath as she took another picture.

Benedict seemed to notice something and glanced at Sylvia's direction.

Sylvia immediately hid behind a pillar, her heart was thumping.

Had she been discovered? Would all the photos be confiscated... How could she explain it to Kimberly?

Sylvia's heart was in a mess. After a while, she heard the car leaving.

She stuck her head out from behind the pillar and looked at the car leaving her behind.

Sylvia pondered, "Did Benedict... see me?"

"Brother Yardley, thank you for today."

When they arrived at Yardley Family, Kimberly unbuckled her seat belt and thanked Benedict again.

Benedict smiled dotingly and said in a soft voice, "We're a family. No worries. Go in now."

"Thank you, Brother Yardley. I'll go first then!"

Kimberly opened the car door and left the parking lot.

Because of the spicy dishes that she ate, she was sweating all over. After returning to the room, she took a shower to clean herself up.

When she came out of the shower, Maddox was still not home yet.

Then, when Kimberly went to get a towel to dry her hair, she noticed the quilt on the floor had disappeared.

Her expression changed. She looked around and noticed that the only quilt left was on Maddox's bed.

This was crossing the line.

Kimberly went straight to question the maid.

The maid's face turned pale when she saw her and said, "Second Young Madam... the quilt was... dirty, so we washed it."

"You washed it?" Kimberly's eyes widened as she questioned, "But I didn't ask you to wash it for me, right?"

The maid said hurriedly, "I'm sorry, Second Young Madam. We took it to wash when we saw that the quilt was dirty. Please don't be mad."

Whatever. Kimberly didn't have the mood to argue. Thus, she changed the topic and said, "Well, it's fine if you've washed it. But can you at least provide me with two quilts?"

If there was no quilt the day before, they should be ready now, right?

Unexpectedly, the maid stammered, "Second Young Madam, I'm afraid this is not possible either."

Kimberly frowned, "Why?"

"The quilt... it's not dry yet," the maid replied.

She hemmed and hawed. Obviously, she dared not look Kimberly in the eyes.