Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Chapter 114

"Hey, Assistant Shell, does President Yardley's bed... feel good to climb on to?"

One of them was dressed up very enchantingly. She swept her hair away from her cheek and staredat Kimberly with an extremely disdainful gaze.

Kimberly's face turned pale instantly.

"What do you mean?" Kimberly asked.

"I mean, did you rely on sleeping with him to get the assistant's position?" The woman sneered, "Weused to say that you got the position by the back door, but we didn't expect it to be such a big backdoor.

The other woman beside her mockingly, "Oh, Sister Winna, this is not a back door. You need aninfluential background to go through a back door. What kind of back door can she go through? Shedoesn't even have a good figure and appearance. Don't you see that she still has to come to thecanteen to have a meal? So what if she got down from President Yardley's car? Does she reallythink she can get her hands on President Yardley? Shame on her."

Kimberly's lips turned white and she tightened her hands on her cutlery silently.

"Teach us some of your skills. How did you manage to have such a disabled and impotent man likePresident Yardley to take the bait?" Kimberly asked bitterly, "What did you just say?"

"We are asking you to teach us. We also want the assistant's position, so we want some advicefrom you," the woman replied.

Kimberly was already angry when they insulted her. But now, she was furious when they saidMaddox was disabled and impotent. Her face twisted into a scowl and she banged her fork andknife onto the table.

"Who did you say was disabled and impotent?" Kimberly seethed.

The women were surprised. After staring at her for a long time, they came to their senses andscoffed, "Don't you know the answer? Why do you still ask?"

"Hey, she is President Yardley's lover now. You'd better talk to her politely."

"What should I be afraid of? She's just a mistress, right?"

Kimberly couldn't stand how these women spoke. They judged people with words like "disabled","impotent" and "mistress". She stared at them coldly.

"I didn't expect you guys to go so low," Kimberly rebuked.

"What? You dared to do it, right? Yet, now you're afraid of letting others know about it?" One of thewomen was annoyed at Kimberly's attitude. She grabbed a bowl of soup and threw it at Kimberly.

The woman was too quick. When Kimberly stood up, she didn't expect that woman to make asudden move. She immediately tilted her shoulder when she saw the bowl of soup conning in herdirection.

However, the boiling hot soup still splashed onto Kimberly's shoulder and back.

Ah...

The hot soup was fresh out of the pot and onto Kimberly's shoulder. It burned her fair skin redimmediately. Besides that, her clothes clung onto her skin, which made the injury more severe.

"Humph, do you really think you're a big shot?" The woman snickered,

"Why don't you find out who we are before provoking us?"

Kimberly held her shoulder and bit her lower lip in anger.

The previous wound had not recovered and got torn open again. She stared at the woman whothrew the soup.

Did that woman really think that she could bully her so easily?novelbin

Kimberly didn't even think about it when she picked up her food tray and threw it at the threewomen.

"Ah!!!"

"What are you doing?"

The three women screamed.

Everyone in the canteen looked towards the chaos.

Kimberly's food and soup were all just served. When she threw the food tray over, all the oily foodand soup spilled on the three women. None of them was spared. She had thrown the food right inthe middle of the three women. The woman who had splashed Kimberly with the soup happened tosuffer the most damage.

The gravy spilled on her head, rolled down from her hair, and then dripped onto her face.

"Ah!!! You b*tch!"

The three women screamed and rushed towards Kimberly. They grabbed her hair. Kimberly didn'twant to back down and grabbed at their hairs as well. Her grip was strong, and the womenscreamed their lungs out.

"It hurts! Get rid of her!"

"Let go of Sister Winna, you b*tch!"

Someone was grabbing Kimberly's hand. She felt a shock of pain, but she couldn't release herhand. If she let go, the three women would rush to her like mad cattle. By then, it wouldn't be onlyher hand that got attacked.

The canteen was in a mess. Many people wanted to stop the fight, but they couldn't even interferebecause the fight was too brutal.

Some of them resorted to watching the show from the sidelines.

"What are you guys doing?"

They heard an anxious voice ask.

Kimberly was pulled away and rescued while the other three were also pulled away.

The three of them were beaten out of shape. The state they were in looked much worse thanKimberly's.

The voice came from Benedict. He had always been gentle, but he couldn't help frowning when hesaw Kimberly like this. He questioned angrily, "What's going on? Why were you fighting?"

Kimberly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and did not speak.

Sharon, who was holding onto Winna, stepped forward and pointed at Kimberly.

"Vice President Yardley, it was Assistant Shell who threw the dishes at us. We were so angry thatwe fought with her!" Sharon accused.

Hearing what she said, Benedict looked at her coldly and asked, "Is that so?"

Sharon was so shocked that she took two steps back. Vice President Yardley had always beenpolite and was never angry. But now, he looked vicious. His body exuded a certain coldness, whichwas totally different from his usual gentle appearance.

"Vice, Vice President Yardley... It's true, the others can testify for us!" Sharon took advantage of thefact that she had been working in the company for a long time and lied to him.

Benedict looked at Kimberly and asked in a soft voice, "What's going on? Did they bully you?"

How could Kimberly say those words to Benedict?

She pursed her lips and did not answer. She looked stubborn, but her eyes were cold anddetermined as she stared at the three women.

Benedict felt helpless. He took off his coat and put it on her quickly, saying, "If you don't want to sayit, then save it for later. I'll take you to tend your wound first."

Kimberly didn't speak and walked away with Benedict's help.

"Vice President Yardley, she really did beat us first. Why are you protecting this woman?"

"Vice President Yardley!" The women cried out but were ignored.

Benedict took Kimberly to his lounge. "There is a bathroom here. You can go in and clean yourselfup. I'll ask my assistant to prepare a clean set of clothes for you," he said.

Kimberly stood still. Benedict frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Did you get hurt?"

After that, he reached out to touch her.

Kimberly just lowered her head. When she saw the filth on her body, she was shocked and took twosteps back.

"Don't touch me. I'm dirty," she said.

Although she was only splashed with some soup, her body was filled with stains from the fight. Shelooked like she had just crawled out of a garbage dump.

How could such a gentle, clean, and tidy man like Benedict touch her in this state?

Benedict was stunned. His hand, which was still in mid- air, moved forward firmly and then held hershoulders. "Are you a fool? I don't mind you being dirty. Tell me first. Did you get hurt? Or should Itake you to the hospital?" He asked concernedly. He wanted to let her go to the hospital while shewas looking like this?

Kimberly answered, "I'm fine. I'll go in and clean up."