Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Both of them fell silent.

Sam couldn't believe his eyes when he saw it. He rubbed his eyes a little before he read the sentence again.

Maddox was baffled as well. He stared blankly at the red dot and the sentence that followed it and turned to narrow his eyes at Sam after.

"What does that mean?" Maddox asked.

The message had been sent, yet it had been rejected by the other party.

Sam bit his lip and looked troubled, refusing to answer Maddox's question.

"Sam," Maddox said his name sternly, shooting him a death stare.

Sam laughed drily at that and started to explain gingerly, "Young Master Yardley, that means that you've been blacklisted.1

Sam's words had left him flabbergasted.

"Blacklisted?"

"Yes. It's because the other party got hold of your personal details through your friend request. Then, they manually put you on their blacklist..." Sam explained to Maddox. Maddox began to look more and more crestfallen as Sam continued.

After Sam had finished explaining it all to Maddox, he hurriedly kept his mouth shut when he caught a glimpse of the other man's expression.

He had only meant to articulate the situation more clearly to Maddox. He did not mean to get himself into trouble.

Veins were bulging out of Maddox's forehead and his grip tightened on his phone involuntarily as he asked, "Well, does this mean that the other party knows who I am?" Sam nodded his head numbly, "That should be the case. Otherwise, I don't think she would've blacklisted you..."

Maddox remained silent, his gaze still unwavering from the Facebook page.

He had never expected her to blacklist him as soon as she added him as a friend.

He was disappointed by this turn of events.

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him a cold glare, mouth twisting

do you think about this matter? Don't you

meaningless for them to argue as the final decision did not lay with them. Maddox raised his head and glanced at them

men stared at him, mouth agape with shock,

about the development of the Ford Corporation's

I'll need some time to think that through. Let's call it a

merely stared at him,

no attention to their reaction. He then walked towards

his mind off that d*mn

request, she had immediately

like she already knew who

plain rude to treat

It was immensely frustrating.

use his other Facebook

it a little, Maddox decided that she must have figured out it was

night before after all. She was smart enough to have guessed

his phone on the table,

next?" He thought to

to get her contact information from Janice. He honestly had not expected to bump into her at that

tried to recall the entire incident in his

that everything felt like

at home the entire morning to rest. Concerned about her hand, Quill went and called a doctor to come over to change

not feel as painful as it had been the day before. It seemed that the ointment

visit, Minerva wanted to head to the

rest for the next few

words, Minerva furrowed her brows

to go anywhere for the time

me! You even helped me establish it. I still have a line of clients waiting for me there. If I don't go, who will attend to them?" Minerva complained, feeling

accidentally thrown a tantrum that neither of them had expected. Feeling taken aback, she lowered her shoulders and sighed a little helplessly. "Minerva, I'm doing this for your own good. I'm just worried about you, alright? Besides, what

tad bit unreasonable when she directed her anger at him. She softened her face a little and started to plead softly, "Quill, I'm not going to work, okay? I just want to go check on their designs and instruct them. Look, I promise I won't

concerned about me. But I promise

the end, Quill could only give