In the middle of the night, Kimberly felt an itch on her back, but it was somehow comfortable as if someone was rubbing her painful wound for her.
She was extremely sleepy to the point that she didn't open her eyes at all, moaning subconsciously.
Maddox paused for a while, helplessly glanced at Kimberly who was sleeping. He pursed his thin lips and thought to himself, "D*mn woman, what am I even doing?"
She had already said that she would divorce him and cease living together with him. Anger spread through him. However, he was still worried about her wounds and waited for her to sleep before coming over in the middle of the night. He took off her clothes and applied some ointment on her wounds.
Such matters...
How could he even do such a thing?!
Maddox clenched his fingers into a fist. Nonetheless, when he saw her sleeping, rage overtook his face.
He released his fist, and his gestures became exceedingly soft as he applied ointment to her wound bit by bit.
Kimberly had been sleeping soundly the whole time and had not woken up.
When Maddox was finally done, he stared at her for a long time while she was in a deep sleep. He couldn't resist complaining.
"What an ungrateful woman! Don't you know that those words could hurt me too?"
"You said that I have a sharp tongue? Were my words that cruel?"
Maddox began to doubt himself.
He asked Sam in the car on the way to work the next day.
"Do my words usually sound harsh?"
Sam was driving the car. When he heard Maddox's question, he suddenly paused and glanced at Maddox through the rearview mirror. He queried strangely, "Why did you ask this all of a sudden?"
Sam's eyes made Maddox even more irritated. He pursed his lips, replying, "It's nothing."
Subsequently, he lowered his head and looked outside the car nonchalantly.
After a while, he raised his head again. "How do you think I treat that woman?"
Sam was reluctant to reply.
Maddox glared at him, "Tell me the truth."
"Well, this..." Sam tugged his lips awkwardly. "In my opinion, you are quite good to Miss Shell. After all, You have never treated a woman this well."
"Then why would she want to divorce me?"
Sam was terribly shocked to the point that he couldn't focus on driving.
"She wants to divorce you? Why?" There was no response from behind. After that, Sam turned to Maddox and he found that Maddox was eyeing him with alarm.
Sam was dumbfounded as he quickly calmed himself down, coughing softly.
"The reason why Miss Shell wants to divorce you is probably not because you treat her badly, but because..."
"Because of what?" Maddox was eager to know the answer.
Although she mentioned the reason last night, he always felt that... that was not the real answer.
Her statement about allowing both of them to get together? What the hell was all that nonsense?
"Maybe she doesn't like you?" Sam remarked fearlessly, and immediately a chill ran down his spine. Maddox questioned him gravely, "Are you digging your own grave?"
Sam quickly rephrased his sentence, "Maybe Young Madam likes someone else?"
Maddox replied, "Hah."
"Young Master Yardley, to be very honest, I am afraid that you will beat me to death."
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