There were not many vehicles on the road at night. The wind rushed into the car through the opened window. Kimberly was sitting on Maddox's lap, lying in his embrace. She could feel the heat from her body seeping onto Maddox's skin.
"So, do I have your permission to die?" Kimberly asked softly.
Maddox laughed as he pressed his thin lips onto her forehead.
"What do you think?"
Kimberly blinked and said nothing.
"Should we go to the nearest hotel, or should we go back home?" Maddox asked.
Kimberly was stunned. After giving it a moment of thought, she finally understood what he had meant.
She stuttered, trying to speak her mind.
Maddox stared at her for two seconds and decided to head to the hotel.
"Let's go to the nearest hotel," he said.
Sam, who was driving the car, was speechless.
"What the h*ll? Aren't they moving a little too quickly?" He hadn't even wrapped his head around what was going on.
Before getting onto the car, both of them were fighting. Now, instead of going to the hospital, they wanted to go to a hotel. "Do you not understand me?" Maddox prodded impatiently.
Sam replied immediately, "Yes, Young Master Yardley. I'll bring you both to the nearest hotel right away."
Kimberly heard Sam's voice and suddenly realized that they weren't alone. She blushed as she subconsciously buried her head into Maddox's arms.
She thought to herself, "This is so embarrassing!"
Soon, they arrived at the hotel. Sam had already contacted the hotel in advance and booked a room. As soon as they got out of the car, Sam hurriedly pushed Maddox in his wheelchair and headed into the elevator.
In the hotel, the people who were waiting for registration in the lobby had all witnessed this peculiar scene.
They saw a man hurriedly pushing another man on a wheelchair. This wouldn't be that strange, but the man in the wheelchair was holding a petite woman in his arms. She was wearing the man's coat and was just laying in his arms quietly.
After they had entered the elevator, someone from the crowd couldn't help asking.
"Are the three... going to sleep together?"
After Sam pushed both of them into the room, he left right away. He knew that what they were about to do had nothing to do with him.
After making sure that the door was locked, Sam went back to the car. After thinking for a while, he decided to go for supper.
Although Kimberly was dizzy and barely conscious, she could still feel the soft mattress that she was placed on. Then, she felt the weight of a body pressing down on her.
At first, she couldn't bear the weight and struggled to breathe.
But slowly, she felt comfortable hugging the person. The temperature and the scent emitting from his body made her want to get nearer.
Kimberly arched her body closer to him. Her movements were reflexive. Maddox knew this because her eyes were almost fully shut. It was amazing that she had managed to talk to him in the car along the way.
But now...
Maddox lowered his body and held her wrist. Before he continued, he remembered that one night where Kimberly had been crying. At the time, he had wanted her but she had rejected him. She said that her baby would be at risk.
The baby was such a b*stard. He shouldn't have felt sorry.
Even if the baby died, it would have nothing to do with Maddox.
But... he realized that he actually cared about this woman.
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