Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 195

Sylvia stormed home in anger. As she entered her house, Juliette just happened to be taking her leave. Juliette was Quill's secretary. No matter how unhappy Sylvia was, she should be polite to Juliette.

Thus, Sylvia asked, "Secretary Sharpio, do you still have work at this hour?"

Juliette smiled and explained, "Yes, I am here to help President Hanover. It's getting late, I'm going home now.

Sylvia said gently, "I'll ask the driver to drop you home. It's not safe for you to be alone this late at night."

"It's okay, it's just a ten-minute drive back home for me. See you, Miss Sylvia."

After saying goodbye to Sylvia, Juliette left the house right away.

As soon as Juliette left, Sylvia's smile vanished. Then, she went upstairs and knocked on Quill's door.

"Quill, are you asleep?"

After a while, Quill answered her, "Not yet."

"Can I come in?" she asked.

"Sure."

Only then did a trace of a smile appear on Sylvia's face and she walked into the room.

"Quill, I attended the Yardley Corporation's anniversary dinner. I bought this dress yesterday, how do you think I look?"

Sylvia plucked up her courage and asked Quill.

She felt the need to have a good relationship with him. After all, she needed to rely on him.

Quill was sitting at his study table. His eyes didn't even flinch when he heard her. As the smile on Sylvia's face gradually disappeared, she walked slowly towards him.

"Why are you still working at this hour?" she spoke again.

Quill finally grunted, "Yeah."

Sylvia knew that he was not paying attention to her. Feeling sad, she bit her lip and frowned.

Quill was always indifferent towards her. He was still the same after all these years.

Sylvia lowered her head and looked at her toes. Her heart sank.

Suddenly, Quill noticed that the atmosphere had turned quiet. He looked up and saw Sylvia staring at her toes silently. He realized that he was being too cold towards her.

Thinking of this, he glanced at her dress and praised, "It looks pretty."

Sylvia raised her head as soon as she heard his voice and looked at him in surprise, "What?"

"Your dress," Quill replied plainly. Then, he lowered his head and continued working.

Sylvia froze before she could realize what was going on. Suddenly, her eyes twinkled with joy as she said, "Do you really think that it's pretty? Thank you!"

After that, she strode forward and stood next to him. She noticed a nicely-wrapped box on the chair beside him. Sylvia was curious and exclaimed, "What a beautiful box! What's in it?"

She reached out to examine it, but Quill instantly shouted.

"Stop!"

His voice was emotionless. Sylvia was startled, and her hand froze in mid-air.

"Get out." Quill was unhappy now and his voice was as cold as ice.

Sylvia raised her head and looked into his eyes. She knew that Quill was not pleased with her actions.

For some reason, Sylvia felt extremely sad. She retracted her hand and said softly, "Okay then."

She then turned and ran out of the room.

Quill's turned to look at the dainty box. He reached forward and held it in his hands.

The box contained the dress that was meant for Kimberly. He had asked Juliette to send the box to Kimberly, but she couldn't reach Kimberly's phone. Besides, Kimberly already had bought a dress, so she had returned the box to Quill. This dress was not ordinary. It was a dress that Quill particularly valued.

He would give it to Kimberly eventually. Until then, he wouldn't allow anyone to touch it.

When he thought of this, Quill took out his phone and texted Kimberly. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Sylvia rushed into her room, crying her eyes out. Outside the room, everything was silent.

She had never expected Quill to come looking for her, but his inaction towards her emotions made her even sadder. However, the feeling of fear overpowered her sadness.

After all, she was just a fake. From the moment she had entered the Hanover family, she had been enjoying all the privileges that she didn't deserve. Her heart had never been at ease.

She loved being able to insult other people without consequences.

But at the same time, she was afraid that her identity would be exposed.

Quill was such an impassive person. If her identity was exposed, she would be dead!

Quill had never treated her nicely ever since the day she had entered the family. He obviously hadn't accepted the fact that she was his sister.

As she thought of this, Sylvia slammed the door shut and her expression became sinister.

Ding-

Kimberly had just fallen asleep when she heard her phone buzz. She tried to move her heavy eyelids and realized that she was very tired. She ignored it and continued sleeping.

When she woke up the next day, her limbs were weak. It was probably the side effects of the drugs. She sat up and got out of bed. "You're finally awake, Second Young Madam."

Just then, she heard a female voice and was startled. She turned to look at who was speaking. It was the maid from the villa, and Kimberly struggled to recall her name. She was Rainie.

"Why are you here?"

Rainie looked at her humbly and explained, "Young Master Yardley told me to wait for you to wake up. Here are the new clothes and daily products I brought for you. I'm going to prepare your breakfast now."

Kimberly looked over where Rainie had pointed and found that there were a few brand new outfits.

"Did Maddox buy all of this?" she asked unconsciously.

Rainie paused for a moment before shaking her head.

"Second Young Madam, I don't know. I was following Young Master Yardley's orders. He must have bought it. You are so lucky."

Lucky?

Kimberly forced a smile. Could she even live up to that word?

After that, Rainie went to make breakfast. Kimberly stared blankly at the room before she went to wash up. She then put on one of the outfits Rainie had brought and grabbed her phone.

When she finally checked her phone, she realized that she had a lot of unread texts and missed calls. Most of it was from Vera, expressing how worried she was and asking what was happening between Kimberly and Maddox. After that, she noticed the texts from Quill.

She clicked into the messages.

Quill had sent a bunch of voice messages to her.

"I'll have Secretary Sharpio to send the dress to you some other time. Or when will you be free?"

Hearing the message, Kimberly was a little speechless. The banquet was over. What would she need the dress for?

So, she tried to reject his gift.

She sent a voice message, "Thank you for your kindness, President Hanover. But the event's over. I don't need the dress anymore, you can keep it."

Of course, she didn't expect Quill to reply. She was just making things clear.

After all, it was Quill who had insisted on having Juliette to send her the gift.

Ding-

A few moments after she had sent the message, a reply came through right away.