Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 38

"If you knew your own place, you would have left the Yardley family by now. The Shell family members are just nobodies. How shameless are you to come into the Yardley family?" Seeing that Kimberly had remained quiet, the maid thought that Kimberly was afraid of her, so she became even bolder.

Kimberly looked at her soaking wet clothes. Milk was still dripping down her clothes. There were pieces of scrambled eggs, milk, and shattered glasses all over the floor.

She looked disheveled and pathetic.

"What are you doing?"

A confused voice rang across the room.

Hearing the voice, the maid suddenly changed her arrogant expression and took a step back.

Benedict was carrying a briefcase in his hand and he walked over with a puzzled look. When he saw Kimberly sitting there with her head lowered and clothes all dirty, his face changed a little.

"Kimberly?"

The maid looked a little flustered and did not dare to speak.

Why was the First Young Master up so early today? He would usually come down at seven.

"What should I do? I've been caught red-handed by the First Young Master...." the maid thought to herself. "First Young Master, the Second Young Madam didn't hold the glass properly, so she accidentally spilled the milk all over her body." The maid was afraid that Benedict would blame her, so she explained quickly.

However, Benedict did not look at her at all. He quickly put down the things in his hand and walked towards Kimberly.

Kimberly sat where she was and did not move at all.

"Get up."

He reached out and pulled Kimberly up. Kimberly bit her lower lip and pushed his hand away, "I'm fine."

Benedict noticed that her blouse was drenched. It was likely the reason she refused to stand up. Benedict frowned slightly and didn't think too much. He took off his coat and put it over Kimberly.

"Get up and change your clothes."

The coat was still warm. Kimberly paused for a moment before she slowly raised her head.

Benedict's eyes were gentle, but there was a hint of distress in his gaze.

That look... Kimberly was stunned for a moment, before she stood up slowly with his support.

"Thank you."

"It's fine. You should get changed first."

"First Young Master... she did it by accident. It has nothing to do with me!" The maid was still trying to cover up what she had done.

Benedict suddenly turned around and looked at her nonchalantly. "I saw it with my own eyes the last time you bullied her. I can't believe it you're doing it again. Haven't I told you before that if you don't like staying in the Yardley family, you may pack up and leave any time."

Hearing this, the maid's face suddenly turned pale. "First Young Master, it's really not my fault. I didn't do it."

"Are you telling me that she poured the milk all over her own clothes?"

The maid nodded.

Benedict looked at her with a disappointed look. "You really are hopeless. Pack up your things and ask the butler to settle your salary. Then you may leave."

"First Young Master, please don't fire me!" The maid quickly came forward and grabbed Benedict's hand. "Well, even if I really did it, so what? The Second Young Master doesn't like her at all. Why are you putting in so much effort to keep her in the Yardley family?"

Kimberly didn't want to put the blame on the maid, but little did she expect that the maid would admit her doings herself.

She knew that she should keep a low profile in the Yardley family, hence she had always swallowed her anger whenever the maids bullied her.

She always thought that as long as she was cautious with her actions, she could continue to live her life in this place in peace. But things often did not go the way she wished it would.

"It's not up to you to decide whether she stays in the Yardley family or not!1' Benedict's eyes became colder. "You're just a servant. Since when have you had the right to meddle in our family's business? Do you think that you can just bully anyone as you wish? Were we not strict enough?"

Benedict had always been kind and gentle. It was the first time she saw him with such a scary look. The maid was terrified as she looked at him blankly. "First, First Young Master... She's just..."

"You may leave now," Benedict suddenly reached out his hand to rub his temples and said with a complicated look in his eyes.

The maid glared at Kimberly indignantly before she left.